It's drying. It's airing out. It's sunbathing. The towel is drying. Wrinkled, disturbed by her nearness. She is already dry. She's probably sunbathing. I think she's drying the rubber of her hair....
If I was the owner of a country (yes, the countries have owners) I'd do the pledge of allegiance to this flag. An alive and dynamic, profane flag, which is used, that gets dirty, that is washed, that lives through the life of his...
What would be? Why? What this creature of Lord did prepare this equipment to hung clothes up for? It is useless to hung clothes up, tweezers aren't possible to be put on. Coat hangers only. And there they are, saturated of clothes. It is...
I beg your pardon, but I'm taking my morbidness for a walk today. These dressing-gowns, XXLL size XtremeLovely. Wellnourished, shameless. They know each other for years. Both in their dressing-gown after a hard day of work. She opens her pink dressing-gown...