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Sasha began to gently kiss the girl’s neck, slowly moving to her beautiful breasts, she was beautiful, she understood that the girl was pretending and did not fall in sight, that she was awake, a slight moaning gave out to Vic.
Sasha raised her head and saw the blurred eyes, she seemed to read in them: – Take it, make me pleased.
The road took a whole day, and Aglaia’s crew drove to the manor’s gates already in pitch darkness.

And what a road it was! Accustomed to the smooth pavement of urban avenues, Aglaya was already sick from alternating succession of insanely slow shaking forest paths, now bumpy dusty expanses of fields.
A separate story about the insidious, turned out to be a bottomless puddle, about an innocent-looking swamp, which attacked the travelers with an army of ruthless mosquitoes.
Aglaya is tired.
Aglaia wanted to wash off, tear off the dust absorbed into the delicate skin, comb out sand and pine needles from the disheveled hairstyle, bathe in hot water and unbearably wanted a fresh dress, and a warm blanket, and a soft pillow.

Why the devil carried it to it, damn it, hell, inherited the old estate! With such thoughts, the grim maid lay back on the pillows of the uncomfortable sitting in the long hours and listened with a bit of anxiety to short cues, with which the coachman and the sleepy peasant who opened the gate exchanged.
Gatekeeper, butler? Manager? Are they waiting for them? Is everything ready for her arrival? It was thought that the gaze would open abandoned, like a graveyard, neglected farm.
Actually, this thought remained a restlessly itchy thorn in her mind, because they didn’t hurry to light the lanterns on the occasion of the arrival of the new mistress.
No matter how Aglaia peered into the crew’s dust-coated glass, she could see nothing but her reflection — haggard and agitated — in the blackness of the summer night. webcam boys tube
The clatter of hoofs on the stones, the girl shook aside, once again – the road was winding among invisible plantations.
“I’ll pick it up.

“- With this vengeful thought, Aglaya opened the cart door.
You are welcome! Waited for you, madam.
– A power-like, handsome man, standing on the lower step of a wide stone porch, was holding a lantern in his hand, the light of which seemed unbearably bright to Aglaya.
Squinting, she didn’t immediately see behind the manager’s head (and this was, no doubt, Frol Lukyanych) a meek girl.
And in the autumn cold night wind already made her shiver chilly in an open light dress, and only the vague, unfamiliar sounds of country life – dogs were hacked, the cow screamed, the rustle of long steps, Aglaia realized that life in the estate, if not beating, then in any case is warming.
And it noticeably cheered her up.
“All later, Aglaia Matvevna, everything tomorrow, business worries will wait, and you settle down, rest on the road, don’t you worry or worry about anything.”
Dasha will both guide you and help you.
– From behind the man’s back, a country girl appeared, in a grand manner, with her gaze low, head low below Aglaia.

A clean sundress over an embroidered shirt, a simple shoe, the head is covered with a handkerchief – nothing hid from a close look.
Well.
– Aglaia didn’t rush to inspect the estate today.
Until tomorrow it will not go anywhere.
A quick look took over the darkening bulk of the house.
In some places fireflies glowed in the windows, the lights smelled deliciously, and suddenly Aglaya felt at home.
Somewhere far away, as if in a past life, a hectic city was ringing with multicolored sparks, the girl nodded to the manager of the fair-haired head – So tomorrow, Frol Lukyanych.
– And, picking up the hem of the puffy skirt with her hand, she tapped her heels up the steps of the porch.
The girl followed her with a shadow, but things had already been brought into the house.
Dasha, you say they call? – Before the massive oak door leading to the house, Aglaia paused.
– How many live here? What can you do? Who served? Dasha, take me right to the rooms, I don’t want to, I want hot water, wash and the dress is clean.
– Aglaia did not hold back the capricious notes in her voice, with languid hoarseness from a long silence.
– What is dark so you?

I love the light, a lot, led candles to bigger rooms.
Dasha, madam.
– The girl answered with a short bow, her voice was quiet, like the rustle of the wind, was pleasant to Aglaya’s ear, she liked her right away.
– Do not hesitate, madam, I can do everything, diligent.
– Already led a new hostess along the broad semi-dark corridors, through the enfilade of empty rooms, and up the stairs, barely audible creaking heavy stairs, to the second floor.
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