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KITTY Pay
Kitty ... baby, I have to tell you something ... - Tom, gathering his willpower into a fist and fighting off Austin, who was about to jump into his arms, found the courage to start a difficult conversation from the threshold. Better he himself ... than the well-wishers report. Moreover, judging by the knitted eyebrows and the ragged rhythm beaten off by her nails on the tabletop, she already knows about it ... Lou did pass, jealous goat?! It is even strange that he does not meet, with his nose turned up and his entire reserve of contempt and superiority rolled out onto his face. Kit must have asked to be left alone… he himself would hardly have refused the pleasure of seeing his auto-da-fé*.Looking at her while she looks at the damned photos, there is no strength. So Tom studies the patterns on her fluffy knitted socks. Good socks, warm… March is dank in Manchester. The socks are good. And he's an asshole. Maybe even an unmarried asshole. Free as a snot in flight. And no access to th
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY “Goodbye, friend…”
Luis managed to arrive before Rosvo's body was packed in a plastic bag to be taken away for an autopsy. Kitty was sitting beside him on the wet pavement, her big head on her knees. Blood was still beginning to thicken from her bared mouth onto her jeans. Tom, clutching the roaring Tapi to his chest, was talking to the constable, trying not to let his beloved out of his sight.- Is he okay? Lou touched the curly little head of his son in a funny eared hat with his palm. Tom nodded briefly.Nightmare. The damn nightmare came back into their lives all at once, in one day... Horror with a nauseating spasm twisted the stomach into a knot. Trying not to look into the dog's glassy eyes, Louis knelt beside him. She wept in silence, large tears flowing down her cheeks, which immediately mixed with a drizzle of rain.- Are you whole? Sun…“Ma'am… I'm sorry, ma'am. I need to pick him up. Excuse me?A constable with a terrible black bag in his hands hovered like a cast statue over Keith. Lou felt
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY “Goodbye, friend…”
Luis managed to arrive before Rosvo's body was packed in a plastic bag to be taken away for an autopsy. Kitty was sitting beside him on the wet pavement, her big head on her knees. Blood was still beginning to thicken from her bared mouth onto her jeans. Tom, clutching the roaring Tapi to his chest, was talking to the constable, trying not to let his beloved out of his sight.- Is he okay? Lou touched the curly little head of his son in a funny eared hat with his palm. Tom nodded briefly.Nightmare. The damn nightmare came back into their lives all at once, in one day... Horror with a nauseating spasm twisted the stomach into a knot. Trying not to look into the dog's glassy eyes, Louis knelt beside him. She wept in silence, large tears flowing down her cheeks, which immediately mixed with a drizzle of rain.- Are you whole? Sun…“Ma'am… I'm sorry, ma'am. I need to pick him up. Excuse me?A constable with a terrible black bag in his hands hovered like a cast statue over Keith. Lou felt
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY pity Benjamin
Kit slipped out of the warm, softly lit pub and into the street, looking around for a sign that allowed smoking. Fucking Europe... You can't puff on a cigarette without looking back. She did not like to smoke and did it extremely rarely, only willingly, but after all, any prohibition is implicitly annoying, even if it does not concern you directly. Now there was exactly the case when I wanted to pull the burning muck into my lungs all the way without regard for prohibitions.Moving a little away from the harsh light of the lantern, closer to the urn, the girl rummaged through her pockets, fished out a narrow long pack, pressed a cigarette in her plump lips and began to look for a lighter. In vain.“Devil…” she scolded. Why are there so many obstacles on the way to such a simple minute business?!— Called me*? murmured a low male voice behind him. She winced, turning around. His heart pounded painfully in his chest. What a coward she has become ... even the most disgusting. It's just t
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY Happy bastard
Since the fifth time? Bravo! Sniper,” Keith laughs, clapping his hands. - If suddenly there is a war, I will keep in mind that with you at least in battle, even in reconnaissance.“The sarcasm from your mouth, milady, hurts to the very heart, immediately and on the spot,” Hank makes a pained face and rolls his eyes theatrically, pressing his hands to his chest.- Oh, bastard...He squints at her with a sly eye:“I might as well die at your feet, hard-hearted woman.- Well, of course. You don’t die from harmless hairpins,” she retorts bitterly."Then shall we celebrate my triumphant cigarette-throwing?"- I understand that a negative answer is not even allowed in thoughts?The guy immediately changes in his face, becomes serious in one moment. Everything, no slyness in the eyes, no smile.“I didn’t mean to impose myself, I’m sorry ... I just thought, once ... Okay, chase me like a mangy dog if I went too far.”I can't, like a dog. I love dogs,” Keith sighs. “Let’s go celebrate… Have
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY Kitty again!
“Awesomely cute associations,” Keith chuckles, releasing his finger to wave his hand indignantly. — Santa's team? Cow botalo? Not? Only lepers?— Not only, also a cat collar. Indian girl. Traveling hippie. Chinese shop. Fairy Tinkerbell. Lots of associations. Don't be offended, I like your bells, the way they sound, - he again steps in her way, looking into her eyes. “Now, wherever I hear this sound, I will immediately remember you… Peace?- Okay. Persuaded, - Keith responds, but the outstretched little finger ignores. All he can do is breathe.“Wasn't I right? Now, you are really strict.And a minute later he is already telling how many wives Henry the Eighth, who once owned the lands of the future St. James Park, had, and how many of them he sent to the chopping block.- There is something like a counting rhyme, so as not to get confused: divorced - executed - died, divorced - executed - survived. Children are taught it at school to make it easier to remember.Keith knows history we
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY Undisclosed Desires
“Turn away,” she demands sharply, and Hank obediently turns away while she dresses. You could just watch ... and not only ... and suddenly - how you cut it off. Lowering his head, he picks up his clothes scattered on the grass and makes an attempt to pull his tight jeans over his wet body. It turns out badly ... His hands tremble, his knees give way. And not at all because spring in London is not Thailand for you. Oh, what was it? And now what? What's next?Once dressed, Hank turns around, unsure where to look. In the eyes? Perhaps best in the eyes. In the bottomless, with predatory sparks ... almost inhuman. They just had something like that ... and now? A cloud that has run into the moon hides Kitsune's face in a dense shadow, not allowing him to make out his expression. Blood rushes to his cheeks and a new wave of shivers wash over Hank from head to toe. He lowers his gaze, staring at her bare feet.“You are so beautiful…” he says softly, unable to think of anything better. - I…“S
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY never stopped worrying
Hank woke up completely numb. The water was chilly before dawn. The sky was already brightening in the east. Only his stomach and chest were warm, against which the Kitsune curled up under his windbreaker was pressed. Didn't dream. She and all this wonderful night he did not dream.Smiling, he pulled his numb hand out from under his red head as carefully as possible, gently stroked her hair, and got up to stretch his body, stiff from an uncomfortable overnight stay. We slept for three or four hours, probably ... I want to drink to death. Kitty sighed, curled up tighter like a cat, but didn't wake up. It's probably freezing... I wonder what time it is? His phone died at night. When will the damn gates open? A couple of cups of strong hot tea and a good English breakfast are a must for them. It is necessary to wake her up ... I wonder what awaits him after waking up? Will she smile? Get up and walk away with a stone face? It's kinda scary...Squatting down in front of her face, he strok
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KITTY The End
Kitty. The tip of the tongue pushes into the incisors twice, giving birth to the rhythm of her name. Like one of her bells jingling.Kitty. A drop of Metaxa on the lips. Two steps up the stairs to heaven.Ki-i-itti... It's like you're beckoning a wayward cat. Will he give a stroke or scratch his hands?Kitty. A syllable for each of her men. Two steps up the stairs to hell.Whale. One. The only one.Hank is drunk. Not too much, only to a pleasant dizziness, when the fingertips and the skin on the cheekbones become slightly numb, and the surrounding sounds become muffled. Yes, he drinks alone, so what? It cannot be called loneliness. She is here, with him, inside him, like the strongest alcohol, only this hop will not disappear with the dawn.Hank pushes the empty glass away with two fingers and reaches for the phone again. He doesn't let go of it anyway. The glass smells of roses. It smells of their first night, in which there was no one but the two of them, an empty park and a huge st
KITTY Everything will be fine
Her breathing and heartbeat stopped twice. Once while waiting for the ambulance. The second is on the way to St. Thomas Hospital. For the first time, Inspector Donovan had led her indefatigable, incomprehensible, bottomless heart. The second is a defibrillator.Of course she called him. Of course, she didn't wait...because she couldn't. They took Maniac. Miracle or divine providence, but with one blow of her almost toy knife she managed to blind him. Blind, he didn't get far. The kid the psycho used as bait wasn't physically hurt. Released from the ropes, he, sobbing like a child, pushed the policemen aside and held her head in his lap until the ambulance arrived.At the hospital, she underwent emergency surgery and received half a bucket of blood. The doctor said that the condition is stable, but life in general is not in danger.Tom flew along the night track at such a speed that he lost control and flew over the fence. The car is trash. He escaped with a broken ankle. The case was
KITTY "justice" is served
The new taxi driver did not remain silent, but asked again - is the miss sure that she needs to go there? Kit irritatedly repeated that she was sure, and promised double the payment if they got there as quickly as possible. The Indian, swarthy as milk chocolate, beamed and said that the Fast and the Furious would seem like turtle races to her - with such speed he would drive Miss to her destination. Kit didn't listen to him. Her heart clenched in pain and horror. Harry got her... Even from prison, from solitary confinement, he could reach out to hurt her.Tapi… the baby's face came into view. He smiled and held out his plump hands to her. What will happen to him if she dies? Volume? Louis? What will happen to them all?But does she have a choice? She can't, she has no right to risk Hank's life... Because of her, only her fault, he got into trouble... She won't forgive herself if the Imitator kills this pure, innocent boy just starting to live. She can't live with it.“Here, miss. Ever
KITTY salt
Kit tapped the end of the phone on the table, opened the case, closed it. She sighed. Strong coffee was cold in a tiny cup. She finished it in one gulp and beckoned the waiter to order more. Hank, who asked for a date, was running late. It didn't look like him. She agreed, reluctantly… After his antics with graffiti, the situation at home was like a minefield. Both pout. Both pretend not to pout. Both of them demonstrate in every possible way what magnificent husbands and even more magnificent fathers they are, in order to let her fully experience in this contrast what a cruel, heartless and immoral pig she is. Both secretly rummage through her phone, tablet and laptop. Both lay out in bed so that sometimes she crawls into the bathroom on wobbly legs - for five minutes to freshen up, and locks herself there for an hour to rest. She already hurts to sit.They did not hear any other answer to their question that evening. Lou grunted, "Do what you want with whom you want, but not in our
KITTY rage
Tapi, say - Raivo. Well, repeat the same - Paradise, - Keith persuades his son.— Ay-oh! - the redhead chirps cheerfully and again tries to grab the smoky bobtailed ball on plump paws. And he is trying to grab a human cub, diligently opening his small, but already quite toothy mouth. The son laughs. The puppy growls, thinly, funny. Both are equally funny, clumsy. Louis watches this with a smile. She and Tom did not dare, but some damn mysterious HD did not hesitate, took and gave her a puppy. And she seems to be quite happy. Fuck! To the question - what kind of HD, allowing herself such almost intimate gestures, she waved it off - but, there is only one fan. Rrr. It seems that to feel with this woman something one thing, positive, for example: happiness, peace, peace, is absolutely unrealistic. There will definitely be a dark side, a fly in the ointment, a worm of doubt, a soul-rending minor note in a seemingly major melody.“There’s some moron under our windows drawing a heart on the
KITTY Interview with a werewolf
“The bullet is the last solid argument in our argument with you, in our argument with you, in our argument with you,” Keith repeated the chorus line and listened as the melody reached its highest point, to the climax, and then stopped. Phew... She's squeezed like a lemon. Exhausted and happy. She smiled and thanked the audience. I caught a plush animal thrown by someone on the stage. I put on my shoes. James was already waiting for her like a bayonet, escorted her to the dressing room and froze outside like a rock. The guys quietly hated him, unfairly believing that he was reporting to the Sparks about Kit's every move. Only with Lekha did he develop a warm, almost friendly relationship. Equally large, massive, they looked at this world and one small woman from one point of view accessible to them.Kit armed herself with a cotton pad and makeup remover. Let the boys hang out if they want, but she is tired like a dog. Erase this mask from your face and go to the hotel, bye.“Miss Keith
KITTY Black Orchids
Hank took a deep breath. Turned over to the side. On the stomach. Again on the side. Opened, it seemed that it was too hot. The clock at the head of the room lit up part of the room with a ghostly light, showing 2:13 am on the clock face. There was no sleep at all. Pulling the pillow from under his head, he pressed it to his stomach, wrapping it around his knees. At least some illusion of a red-haired witch is nearby ... He had never fallen in love so quickly and painfully.Once he got on the Internet, he surfed for hours on end, looking at her photos, listening to her music, and reading articles, interviews, and gossip of all kinds. In the photo, she often appeared with one of her boyfriends, or even with both at once ... Jealousy was driven into her heart like a painful nail at the sight of their happy faces and remained there, burning. The brothers adored her, and it was impossible to hide it - the camera does not know how to lie. At one time they did not advertise their relationsh
KITTY never stopped worrying
Hank woke up completely numb. The water was chilly before dawn. The sky was already brightening in the east. Only his stomach and chest were warm, against which the Kitsune curled up under his windbreaker was pressed. Didn't dream. She and all this wonderful night he did not dream.Smiling, he pulled his numb hand out from under his red head as carefully as possible, gently stroked her hair, and got up to stretch his body, stiff from an uncomfortable overnight stay. We slept for three or four hours, probably ... I want to drink to death. Kitty sighed, curled up tighter like a cat, but didn't wake up. It's probably freezing... I wonder what time it is? His phone died at night. When will the damn gates open? A couple of cups of strong hot tea and a good English breakfast are a must for them. It is necessary to wake her up ... I wonder what awaits him after waking up? Will she smile? Get up and walk away with a stone face? It's kinda scary...Squatting down in front of her face, he strok
KITTY Undisclosed Desires
“Turn away,” she demands sharply, and Hank obediently turns away while she dresses. You could just watch ... and not only ... and suddenly - how you cut it off. Lowering his head, he picks up his clothes scattered on the grass and makes an attempt to pull his tight jeans over his wet body. It turns out badly ... His hands tremble, his knees give way. And not at all because spring in London is not Thailand for you. Oh, what was it? And now what? What's next?Once dressed, Hank turns around, unsure where to look. In the eyes? Perhaps best in the eyes. In the bottomless, with predatory sparks ... almost inhuman. They just had something like that ... and now? A cloud that has run into the moon hides Kitsune's face in a dense shadow, not allowing him to make out his expression. Blood rushes to his cheeks and a new wave of shivers wash over Hank from head to toe. He lowers his gaze, staring at her bare feet.“You are so beautiful…” he says softly, unable to think of anything better. - I…“S
