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Светлана Никифорова
Life in handcuffs
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Editor Светлана Сергеевна Никифорова
© Светлана Никифорова, 2018
Changeable if the essence of man? Maybe Yes, maybe no. It decided to test our heroine. Sveta is at a crossroads, on the one hand her life was happy, but on the other appears the Lida.
ISBN 978-5-4490-2041-3
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
Contents
- Life in handcuffs
- Bar
- Cottage
- Slave
Bar
It was in a noisy bar. Immediately after graduation. I was sitting at a table in her favorite blue dress which blends with my eyes. When he was not drunk, but not adequate. To my left sat a girl, but nothing booked. She was blond with a long face covered with sequins, with rounded shapes. We got to talking. Her name is Lida, she was in my last year at College, which I finished. In conversation by the end hangs a heavy pause, during which Lida turned and someone nodded at the tables. We were approached by a guy, the complete opposite of the girls, but they somehow suited each other. The girl asked: — Wanna have some fun?
“Yes,” to the amazement I heard your voice. — Come with me. — How far? — You’ll see. Lida, gracefully jumped down from his chair and went behind the counter to the bartender. About something had a quick conversation with him, alternately looking at us and held him in a secret door covered by a bar from prying eyes. I followed her. The door was low, but the corridor behind her was tall and lean was not necessary. The walls were well polished and consisted entirely of blocks, similar in color to the bricks, and maybe this is what they were?
The corridor was 10 meters in length, but dimly illuminated by flashing, as for the faulty wiring, red lamp, fortified somewhere in the middle of the ceiling. On the opposite side was visible to another door similar to the one we just left, but with one difference — she was tall with human growth. To her we moved. I ran to catch up with the others, who moved calmly to the door. At first I thought it would be some emergency exit or something like that, but when they started to open, I dropped the idea. Though the door and looked massive, but easily opened without a single creak or groan. Involuntarily
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