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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
Last Updated : 2024-10-29KITTY "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
Last Updated : 2024-10-29KITTY 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
Last Updated : 2024-10-29KITTY 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
Last Updated : 2024-10-29KITTY Pilot
- Lou... hey Louis! Blah, are you deaf?! Tom yelled into his brother's ear. The elder flinched and looked at him with that special look that Tommy just hated. The look clearly said - fall off, not up to you now. At such moments, the youngest began to think that they were children again, and in childhood for excessive annoyance it was possible to slap the neck.Luis has often been like this lately – withdrawn, hovering, hovering incomprehensibly where. Although he is usually the soul of the company, always in the spotlight, loves to laugh and does not like boredom. Tom doesn't know what's going on with his brother, and it infuriates him even more than that look."I was going to call," Tom said."You?"- Me. She wanted to talk to you. And you don't pick up the phone."Not about anything," Luis replied angrily. - We've already talked to hell with everything. A hundred times.- What are you watching? Tom asked, looking at his laptop screen."It's not your mind's business," he cut off, blo
Last Updated : 2024-10-29KITTY She is
Lou licked his swollen lip and winced, hurting. And I want to drink. I moved my fingers on my hands. I looked at the ripped knuckles. The bones are whole, that's okay. I touched a simple leather bean with a large bead. Goosebumps ran down my skin.It's already dawned, most likely, he missed the plane. With a sigh, I rolled over the hard hotel bed, searched for a mobile, looked at the time - so it is, late. Fuck... I didn't really want to fly away. Live, though, too. The mobile was sluggish, but Luis shut it up. Not her. So, I don't care who is calling or why. Just don't care. Everything that happened yesterday was in front of my eyes in a series of pictures.A small, cozy, smoky club, barely half full. A small scene. Inexpensive equipment. Someone is playing something there... How good it is that you can smoke! He lights cigarettes one from the other, and his fingers squeezing a glass of whiskey still twitch slightly. She's gone until she arrived.Louis seems to have finally snapped.
Last Updated : 2024-10-29KITTY Kitsune
- Hi :) Do you remember me? You left me a card. Here, decide to write.- Of course I remember :) Hello! Very happy... I waited.- Really?- Of course! (God, you'd know how! Two weeks! Two weeks of hell! Fourteen days, and each with twenty-four hours of waiting and endlessly hanging out on social media!)- I'm here to read about you on the Internet, you are a star, it turned out :) Love the latest album – cool! I listen now all the days. Sorry if you don't understand that I'm writing — it's a translator."And I listen to your songs. Don't apologize for you!I was told there was a fight. Are you okay?- Yes, nonsense. Already healed, don't worry :) (God, she's worried! she's wondering like I am!)"What were you doing in our city?"- I wanted to look at you... hear live. (I wanted to fuck you! Pull the fucking mother off your clothes and slowly walk in, looking straight into your eyes. Feel what kind of person you are... How you moan with pleasure, how you bend towards you when you. As t
Last Updated : 2024-10-29KITTY Forgive me
He woke up because his arm was terribly numb. Just died. Lou tried to move it. It didn't work. He turned his head and understood why. Some maiden was sniffling on his shoulder, scattering dark hair on the pillow. Deuce... I wonder, and who is it? Although, what difference does it make?! It's not Keith. That will do. Annoyance and excruciating shame covered Lou, and immediately a viscous headache joined them. It was supposed to be so fucked up yesterday and listen to these assholes, and be in bed fucking-knows-with-who... Cheat on her with some first woman she meets...He gently shoved the girl in the shoulder:- Hey... Wake up.She just sleepily muttered something in response and rolled over to the other side. Louis hurriedly pulled out his unconscious hand and tried to move his fingers. Blood, running through the veins, stabbed them with needles. He looked at the palm where Kitty's stylized cat skull was impaled. Hello, Kitty... I cheated on you. And Keith. Or yourself in the first p
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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
