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KITTY — Hello, Charlie.
Several figures emerge from the thick purple shadows of the bushes that grow on the shore. The released blood rushes to Lou's head and pounding in his temples. Damn, che-e-ert! How many of these bastards? Three? Four? Or more? And she and Tommy are naked, drunk, on legs that give way after sex. Awesome! Hands shove Keith behind her back faster than her brain can process the situation. And together with his brother, still pressing her to his chest.— Swim away, if that! Lou hisses as she slips out of Tom's arms and peeks over his shoulder. - Volume!— Knife in jeans! she manages to whisper, and the younger Sparks grabs her again, shielding her from other people's views. A small folder with a matchbox-long blade, razor-sharp. After the story with Charlie, she always carries it with her. But the knife still needs to be reached.The heart, which did not have time to calm down after sex, accelerates with a new portion of adrenaline.“The seat is taken,” Lou says as calmly as possible, clen
KITTY Finally!
The day Kitty got married, Louis got drunk like a pig. No, he didn't plan anything on purpose. So it happened by itself. Yes, before leaving, on her finger was not only the ring that Erwell returned, but also the one he bought later. And on the other hand is Tom's ring. And she swore by these rings (and the rings of Saturn to boot) that she loved only the two of them and no one else, and would never love anyone again. And no other man will lay a finger on her as long as she loves them (and she loves them forever), and they will live for a long, long time and disgustingly happily. And when everyone dies (on the same day, of course), they will be buried in a triple coffin, touchingly holding hands. The funny thing is, Lou believed it.And all the same, on the day when, in some second-rate registry office, a thousand kilometers away, Kitsune meowed “Yes” and put her beautiful signature on a piece of paper testifying that from now on she is Lekha’s wife, autumn violins sobbed in Lou’s sou
KITTY When life is good
Lou exchanged glances with his brother, stifled a chuckle, and reached over to Kit's belly to run his quill over it. She giggled and squirmed at the touch. His arms, barely tucked at the head of the bed by a light scarf, tensed.- Who? Tom asked evenly, biting his lip.“Louis…” after thinking for a second, she said and smiled, “Feather.- She's peeping! - he was indignant and checked the bandage on his eyes.“I guessed right,” Kitty retorted, and tried to find him next to her with her foot. The bells rang.“Don’t kick, that’s not fair,” Lou said, smacking his round knee. Tom made a brutal face and reached for ice cream. They played the game "Guess who" - Kitty, blindfolded, had to guess which one of them and what touched her. Today she even allowed her hands to be fixed, and it was not just a small step in the fight against her phobias, but a huge step. Even in them, her beloved, it was difficult for her to trust and remain completely helpless and relaxed for a while.Like any of thei
KITTY Tommy
Tommy woke up late, got the feel of it before he even opened his eyes. His head was disgustingly heavy… Damn, why had he been drinking at all yesterday? Where does that smell come from in their bedroom? Anis... Fox can't stand this stench... Opening his eyes, which also ached, he rubbed his temples and rolled onto his side with a sigh. If Kitty is at home, ridicule cannot be avoided ... Tom froze, afraid to move, as if he saw next to him at least a viper. Dark, long, glossy strands scattered over the pillow could not belong to his Kitsune.“Tom, just for an hour, huh?” You became a bore, so she trained you! You don't jump through the hoop on cotton?- Don't talk nonsense ... I just want to go home. We have a child.You might think there is no one to look after him.- There is. I miss you already,” Tom smiled, as if justifying himself to his bass player for being so domesticated.- Well, let's go ... Call her, is this a problem? Under-the-blue…- Shut up, huh?Reeling back from the sle
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
KITTY “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
KITTY “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
KITTY 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
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