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I’ll kill her, I’ll kill her, – often repeated my brother in a fit of hysterics consuming. Because of what I had to console him for a long time, and then again to run to his overwrought, nervous mother and grandmother to complain about.
Because of our plight, we wore with his brother common things, or rather he wore the first for me, then I’m for it, the things we buy in the second-hand , and he soon began to feel embarrassed society peer-boys, for what those mercilessly beaten and called him on every occasion. But with the neighborhood girls had excellent relations.
Obediently he was the driver, dad, nurse and even as a child for them.
He promised to grow a very handsome boy, and for that he was courting a young age all persons of a female of all ages. He had such understanding eyes, he laid out the deepest secrets of the most terrible secrets.
Especially, even under torture, he did not give them that proved being mercilessly and repeatedly bit the boys wanting to learn another secret about their passions. Well, what did she tell you about me? What? – Inquired his tormentor once and beat him, beat up until I either did not result in aid in the form of adult, or someone from passersby did not interfere.
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