Women's Destiny (part 3)

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More recently, I started having the same dream every night. I go down the wooden staircase, it falls, and someone's hands catch me, so strong, affectionate and warm. I can't see his face, I can't hear his voice, only a light scent of freshly cut grass comes from his body. After drinking a cup of hot coffee, I went to the kitchen with my bare feet, pleasantly feeling the coolness of the floor. Nastya had a small house in the village, he was the last one on the street. Then there was a dense pine forest, and if you follow the path through the vegetable garden, you come out on a meadow leading to the river. Nastya was called a witch in the village, but they went to her for treatment, not to the rural polyclinic. Even as a child, Lenka and I, having heard that she was a witch and devils go to her at night, and then in the morning you can see a lot of hoofprints in the meadow, did not sleep all night, waiting for their arrival. In the morning, when she saw us sitting on a bench wrapped in a blanket, she was surprised. After questioning us with passion, Nastya laughed for a long time, gave us fresh milk and put us to bed. I really liked picking herbs with her early in the morning or after sunset. Nastya talked so interestingly, I was ready to listen to her for hours. Her house was saturated with the aromas of herbs and filled with bottles and jars with various tinctures. As a child, I firmly believed that she was a fairy tale fairy. And I believe it now. Next to her, everything falls into place and everything that happens does not seem to be a terrible and terrible event.

For the third month I collect herbs, drink fragrant teas, listen to Nastya's stories… Everything would be fine if our neighbor didn't come to us so often. He has his own clinic in the city, he often communicated with Nastya as a connoisseur of herbs and a folk healer. That's what he calls her. Egor was tall, athletic, smart, with a good sense of humor and generally an interesting conversationalist. If my heart and soul were free, perhaps he would have attracted my attention. Almost every evening on our small veranda we drank tea from the samovar, prepared by Nastya. And today we should have the same evening. But Egor didn't come back today, apparently something happened at the clinic. He returned the next day after lunch. He came to us and invited us to visit his modest home in the evening. I didn't want to go, but it's impossible to refuse Nastya.

The dwelling was not so modest. Beautiful design, modern furniture, in short, not a house, but a picture from a glossy magazine. But that's not what surprised me, I've seen more beautiful houses. Egor surprised me by cooking everything on the table himself. Delicious cooked meat with an unusual sauce, a couple of salads and a delicious charlotte with apples. Homemade wine brought a touch of charm to our dinner. Of all the men I know, this was the first one who cooked so deliciously. Egor apologized for the modest dinner, he had little time to cook something amazing. It turns out that his grandmother was a born cook, she had her own restaurant. Now she lives in Germany, where she has several restaurants, which his older brother is engaged in. And Yegor followed in his grandfather's footsteps, became a doctor. Real free porn movies https://exporntoons.net online porn USA, UK, AU, Europe.

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