September 25, 2013
It was evening. It was time to think about overnight. Usually, I’m throwing in a haystack or asks to spend the night on some farm.
So this time, for the next bend in the river opened old garden, enclosed by dilapidated fence. In the bottom of the garden could be seen a log house, a dilapidated barn and some other buildings.
Windows in the house shone. I stopped at the gate, overgrown with vines and decided to look around a bit.
Suddenly the door opened a crack house and came to the threshold of a completely naked woman. Wep chat.