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– hoped that I did not hear.
So that’s why she climbed to Nastya! I wanted to warn about my problem and ask for advice.
And I smiled wickedly – it seems to make it describe it will be easier than really scare.

I began to think about it – all of a suddenness, a loud cod, a squeak, a roar is enough – and the girl peeks herself out of surprise into her panties before being scared.
There was a treasure in my hands that was just enough to spin a little to make it blink furiously.
What I did.
A saving beam of light blinked.
The girls noticed it, turned around.
I tried to depict fear on my face and say something frightening.
And confined: It began.
What is it”? – immediately frightened asked Olya.
Our girls, when they were here, said that at first nothing had happened, so far.
THE SPIRITS DIDN’T GET TO KNOW ABOUT YOURSELF.
Olya swallowed hard, she was trembling from the top to the tips of her painted fingers.

Nastya confusedly stared at me, not knowing what to say.
I decided to show off an outstanding monologue.
Two girlfriends came here together so that was not so scary.
They hardly feared, chatted merrily.
One of them told a killer anecdote, the second laughed loudly, and then.
they rushed out of here with shouts, pale and, naturally, in wet pants, and asserted that they had infuriated the spirits of their chatter.
Another time, the girl started her period right there.
Of course, she was upset, but before that she had prudently stuffed a gasket into her underpants, so she did not attach any importance to this.
Later, when she came out of here, when she was tearing off the panty liner from her underwear, she remembered the sharply starting periods, and was convinced that the menstrual blood attracted the undead.
After this incident, she warned all her friends – in no case do not go here during menstruation!

And there was a case.
I broke off – my story was interrupted by a groaning Olga.
Before that, during short flashes of a flashlight, I saw her clenched, trembling legs, hands pressed to my chest and a frightened look to death, directed at me.
The sound of a droplet blew through the crypt – urine dripping from the skirt of an velvet skirt across the boards.
The girl squeaked a little, bent in half, apparently hoping that it would stop the jet.
She stopped for a moment, but then sharply increased and now confidently beat through her panties, but the girl desperately resisted.
Nastya directed her flashlight to her friend, trying to understand what happened to her.
It was strange to watch a girl, bent over the letter G, whose body was tilted to one side, and the jet was squirting to the other, almost at a right angle.
Urine splashed out of her short powerful “psssykami.”
From the girl’s tense face, it was clear that after each burst she violently squeezed her muscles, trying to hold back this stream, but after a moment new portions of urine were again whipped from her.

When the last drop fell under Olya, the girl calmed down.
She no longer shook, her knees did not tremble, heels and teeth did not knock.
Before that, she was afraid to write herself, shied away from dark corners and closed her eyes at the sight of her own shadow for the sake of one goal – to keep her urine to herself, to prove to the boys that she was strong.
But now, with the last drop, soaked into her panties, the last frontier of olina’s pride fell, and she was ready for anything.
On the pale floor there was a bright, new, widest spot, spattered around the edges.
Olya (she now fully understood the fear of all those girls whose entire floor was flooded with spooky urine) carefully walked around the puddle, came up to me and whispered: I can’t take it anymore.
Can we leave? I could not refuse her.
And Nastya, although she knew that they needed to sit here for another half an hour, and was determined to go all the way, she surrendered for the sake of her friend.

She hugged her and whispered: Yes, dear, we are leaving now.
Nastya went first, followed by Olya, and I last.
But as it turned out, the adventures were not over yet! Nastya ohnuv, stumbled – a pebble fell under the heel of his sandals.
The girl instantly lost her balance, for a second she desperately balanced on a leg turned by a stone, dangling the other leg in front of me like an acrobat and waving her arms, but still could not resist and slammed on the ass.
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