Miss Gardermoen occupies my bed. “Stay as if you do something like a delirium,” and when the breast neck is clipped with a long nail, it’s limited to patience (laugh). A big brown ass body. No to Han.

My hotel room, The bed is occupied by my face. I don’t know what you are thinking about in Downtown. Tattoos of a gorilla. Blonde, gal. Today I still smoke cigarettes while playing on my mobile phone but... no, it’s my bed but (cry) I don’t know anything about him at all so I wonder and ask for a job, “Delhiel! It seems like he is leaving home and living alone. Anyway, it seems to be hard and unmotivated. At the end of the story, “I don’t want to move. So stay here today and stay there.” I use the room alone, so it’s not possible. Many times he refuses, but does not retreat at once (laughs) half-joke and says, “If you do something like work (delhiel), then stay.” Yes, it is very bad... I'm in a long shell and cut off my chest. If so, I can only stay here now... I’ll be happy with your words and get that big brown-colored, gorgeous ass. To the end, see everything.