Wednesday, October 27, 2010

They and the people on the distant terminals


uncle is also a great drinker. his home containing a large hearth full of wine, every morning, he scoop up a great wine to drink before the lower river to raft the command bar workers. Each raft has a cottage as high as eight meters wide, on the water, such as a monster, there is overwhelming momentum, see who destroy who. old package to jump up, move Teashop shouted: boy squatting hearth heating, craned his neck to be said: , into the Yuanjiang until Changde. I was getting impatient, in the shining of the sun, the day after bad, goof off. occasionally climb the beach, hiding behind the argument crawling five 60 m, around to a huge rock back, looking for cracks, easy close look at a woman bathing. I thought I whereabouts secret, in fact, they and the people on the distant terminals, all know what tory burch sale I,m doing, their indifference, sway with drops and the body, not face to face exposed. only met me at the market only when the eye upon me laugh, I would like to pretend, but I will not pretend, had turned and ran away. uncle are afraid of bored nothing to do, he did not wife all day thinking about women.

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