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KITTY Paddy was born Irish, Paddy don't give a fuck!
Louis woke up suddenly, startled as if by an electric shock. It was deep night. Wow, fell asleep ... Exhausted nerves demanded rest. Something woke him up… What? As he listened and looked, he understood. Tommy is crying. Shoulders tremble. He buried his face into the pillow to drown out his sobs.He and his brother slept... tried to sleep in the same room and in the same bed. Without saying a word, leaving an empty space in the middle of exactly such a size that another person could fit there ... A small, warm, sweetly sniffing man in his sleep, who loves to twist real cocoons out of sheets and put his legs on the one who sleeps next to him. This was Kitty's place, and that's how they designated it, kept it until she returned.Lou moved closer, pulled the slipped blanket over his brother's shoulders, and hugged him without saying a word. I felt how my body shuddered less and less, how it calmed down, and remembered ...Louis was six years old. The family recently moved from Australia
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY Harry games
Went, damn it, Louis for cigarettes ... He returned with a swollen cheekbone and the same fists. Tom looked, didn't even ask for details. And so everything is clear. They are on such a platoon that they are ready to explode from any wrong word.- Feel better?The brother shook his head.Did you buy a cigarette?Lou tossed several packs onto the table one after the other. Tom brought him a cold wet towel. He's even glad that Lou played off some steam. He tries too hard to control himself. He turned on the "big brother" mode and takes care of him like a little one. And what is it like for yourself? And Tom can’t be patronized ... he should be punched in the face at least for allowing a filthy pervert to steal Kitty like some kind of thing ...He dreamed about her last night ... walking as if nothing had happened through their kitchen in her brother's long T-shirt, barefoot, beautiful to the point of pain in her heart, and the bells on her ankle rattled habitually and invitingly. Tom was
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY Error
Louis vomited right onto the floor, next to the inspector's desk. The reaction of the stomach outpaced the order of the brain. Luckily, he hadn't had breakfast yet, and the office hadn't suffered too much. In another fucking box, festively tied with a blood-red ribbon, lay a human finger. A small female little finger with a small nail. Bloodless, pale, dead.THAT can't, shouldn't be her finger!Tom, covering his mouth with his hand, stared into the box with his eyes wide with horror. The inspector, embarrassed by the reaction, wanted to close it, but Lou straightened up and exhaled:No...don't close...Dry spasms continued to roll down his ribs in excruciating spasms, but he forced himself to watch. He looked and was silent for so long that Donovan cautiously asked:Mr Sparks?"It's not her finger," Louis said at last.- Are you sure?He nodded.- Why?“Because I love her and I know what her fingers look like!” This one is straight... and Kitty's little finger is bent inward, the uppe
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY Evil, evil games
Looks like Louis is right. They died and went to hell. At the whim of the maniac, Tom is the next to answer his ugly questions. And not in correspondence by mail, but in some kind of public chat, in which there are still a lot of strangers.Tom blushes painfully, because quite innocent questions are interspersed with the most intimate ones, for which even the closest friends are sent to hell. And to answer this when an inspector looms over his shoulder, staring at the screen, and a proger with eyes red from lack of sleep asks for more time so that he can figure out the bastard ... This is something with something.Only Louis understands his condition and whispers, squeezing his shoulder:- Don't give a damn about everything ... Think and write honestly. The fate of Kitty depends on this.It seems to him that he is participating in some kind of perverted show for couples in love, where, as punishment for an incorrect answer, they do not remove glasses, but cut off the fingers of your b
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY Compass for Jack the Ripper
Kit barely waited for Charlie to arrive. He was calm and shy, as always. Doesn't he know what's going on, or does he just not care?! Brought a seagull with inescapable cupcakes. I wanted to play chess. Keith refused. Said she wouldn't play until they talked about Rozzie. Dear Charlie's forehead was immediately covered with perspiration and his eyes darted, avoiding her gaze.— Rozzie? How does Miss Kitty know this mean girl?! These are bad acquaintances. She's… a drug addict…” Charlie's voice dropped to a whisper.“I might have bypassed Rozzie on the tenth road, under DIFFERENT circumstances. But, you see, Charlie... your nutty brother threw her finger at me!- What?! Severed finger?! Charlie dropped the cup and it shattered on the stone floor. - Oh my God! I'm sorry you had to go through this... I'll talk to him immediately! It is unacceptable!He ran out of the room as if stung. It's amazing where the agility came from in such a heavy body? Damn... Kitty didn't want that at all, she
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY fox trail
Inspector Donovan was an intelligent man and never belonged to the Brown Nosed clan. He got his position on merit, and not for the ability to deftly lick the ass of the authorities, like some. When the crowd in London was just starting to gather for the RUMG concert, the inspector was already in Manchester. Donovan was sure that a maniac would appear in the club... and if Thomas recognized this man, perhaps he would be detained. His colleagues can deal with this on their own. Just as firmly, the inspector was sure that the kidnapper was Louis' neighbor. And he will not succeed in bifurcating in order to be present in two places at the same time. Go, not Saint Isidore**...“So let's see which of the neighbors will not be at home now,” the inspector thought, parking his car near an old beautiful three-story building. The task is not difficult, there are only nine apartments in the house. The one Luis is filming is on the second floor... I wonder how loud these houses are? An old-style v
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY Run Kitty, run..
It's disgusting... The most disgusting feeling in the world, when the "bone", clenched in your hand, enters the soft eyeball of a living, damn it, person... Just boo...Dear Charlie howls like a wounded animal and falls out of bed, trying to tear out a piece of iron deeply stuck in his eye socket. The whale jumps like a cat against the wall, pulls the chain from the ring, closes the lock at its end - it turns out a kind of flail. She has no other weapons - plastic forks and spoons, a basin of water too.She does not feel fear. Stress has pumped adrenaline into her body so that she can hardly hear herself. All he sees is the bulk of the body on the floor, howling, finally tearing out of the eye the "bone", created to support the female breast at a height. Blood mixed with some kind of mucus flows down the tortured face. Keith swings and hits Charlie with the padlock on the head, on the shoulders. Once, twice… Lord, what a disgusting sound…"Keys, you bastard!" LIVE! she screams. - I'll
Last Updated : 2022-09-30KITTY Home
Not! Just not now! Please! Kit exclaimed as the engine suddenly sneezed, snorted, and the SUV came to a stop in the middle of the road. She hadn't driven too far from the lighthouse, and there weren't any buildings on the horizon yet. No fucking villages!Turning the key, listening to the intermittent sneezing of the engine as it struggled to start over and over again, she decided that she had indeed run out of luck for the day. However, there was no time to be sad about this. She grabbed the cleaver from the seat, pulled the keys out of the lock, threw them away from the road and ran forward, occasionally looking back. It seemed to her that Harry had managed to break the second door too, and now he was chasing her to kill her. A body twisted in the refrigerator stood in front of his eyes, urging him to run as quickly as possible. She could have sworn she could feel the psychopath's hot breath on the back of her neck.Nasty bitch with snake eyes outplayed HIM! Took HIS car and the key
Last Updated : 2022-09-30
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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
