Fucking the winner of the city beauty contest....

[The passage]

This time you mixed everything together. Nothing is clear. Try again.

One person once told me a good idea - that we all know all the answers to all the questions ourselves. We just don’t want to answer ourselves honestly when it comes to ourselves personally. If you can advise someone in this or that situation, you are always welcome. And solving your own problem is beyond your own strength.

As for friendship - what could be incomprehensible here?
Friendship does not imply living together. It does not involve a joint budget. It does not imply any obligations - you can always refuse a friend if you don’t need it. Although friendship is often confused with something else. And people are friends with you because they need you. Because you are either a cop, or a doctor, or a lawyer, or a major, or you have a car. Or you can always be surrounded by company and you will receive guests. Well, for some, even you are convenient because they can come to you on Friday with an overnight stay for the weekend. And you can even fuck your wife and you won’t mind. And this is discussed everywhere on this forum. And don’t think that this is just someone’s erotic fantasies.

But this is not friendship. This is something else. And all this ends in one day when you were kicked out of the cops, when you changed your profession as a doctor to another, when you ran out of money or when you sold your car. Well, in the end, when your wife left you, there was no one for them to fuck on weekends.
And you were left alone, and all your friends in an instant disappeared like a dream in the fog.

And this is all in reality not friendship. There are no friends and these are not friends either. Friends are not primarily the ones you need when you have problems. You need to be able to solve problems yourself. And protect your friends from your problems. And so that your friends also protect you from theirs. And in fact, friends are needed for leisure. It is very good when you have a friend who understands you and with whom it is good and interesting. And whom you don’t burden with your problems, and he doesn’t burden you with his. And this is friendship.

But returning to the topic, I will say that the friendship of a man and a woman has its own peculiarity. I would call this a prerequisite for having friendly sex from time to time. Like the highest degree of trust. Because it will still be difficult for a woman to accept a man who does not get hard on her. The only excuse can be that he is gay.
Well, and accordingly, and vice versa - any man is unpleasant when a woman does not perceive him as a sexual object. This is extremely offensive.

And against all this background, you write to me that they say - what a goat you are, a friend, so to speak, who wants to have sex without obligation. Looks like a bad job.
The girl is all about relationships, but not friendship.
Is that clear now?

I was just thinking that a friend is in trouble. He is the first one you remember when there is a difficult life situation, and you want to share your joy with him first. Friendship is also a relationship.

Sent after 2 minutes 33 seconds:

Oh, Marinka, everyone is practicing the epistolary genre so that you will like it. I can be liked if I give you my real page on social media. networks. But first, communication in instant messengers.

I think that if you discard all these antics and jumping, you will be able to like it if you provide three things - your photo from the waist up, a ticket for two in a month somewhere in Thailand with a booked hotel with breakfast. And a photo of my penis.
I don’t want to offend anyone, but these three parameters are enough for a girl to make a decision. Someone will suffocate here right now from indignation - like how is it possible - sssssssssssssssss, you are a boor.
But you must agree that the offer is very tempting. And most importantly, no one forces you - here is the person’s appearance, here are the tickets, here are the anatomical details on the basis of which the expectations are approximately clear.

If you want, agree. If you want, be outraged by this proposal. And then someone else will choose him. And in a month someone will fly to the warm sea, and someone will go to work at this time.

Ahaha, you’re cool)

[Alexander]

Re: Fucking the winner of the city beauty contest....ComplaintQuoteThank
Message Marinka » Today, 10:41

Alesander: ↑Today, 10:25
Brothers and comrades, fewer words - cheaper telegram. Please do not reduce pressing topics to personal squabbles - this is not interesting. So, to the point!
Advanced and caring ladies have long learned and mastered that vaginal size can be trained in the same way as the body. In this matter, miracles work - love for a person or the will to win. You start with vaginal balls or a Kegel exercise machine, master it persistently, see the results through the eyes and sensations of your partner, find and keep the most effective exercise machine for you. And then everything is the same as with the body - eat less and regularly train the vaginal muscles. And when you learn how to give a vaginal blowjob, any pencil will be a joy to you.
You have the wrong topic with your pencil. Here about the winner of the beauty contest.

Yes, yes, indeed, huge reprises and everything about the contest, and about beauty.

[Hair shirt]

I was just thinking that a friend is in trouble. He is the first one you remember when there is a difficult life situation, and you want to share your joy with him first. Friendship is also a relationship

As practice shows, this does not work when it comes to something serious. Well, let’s say you go and withdraw all your savings and give it to a friend because he has some serious problems. And understand that you will never see this money again. That your studies at the University are finished because you no longer have money to pay for your studies and at the very least you can’t somehow stay afloat. But you fucking helped a friend. Who for some reason danced around in some kind of shit without thinking well. And now you are paying with your own money for his joints.
And you have been working with this money that you gave him for the last three or four years. And this friend of yours, he basically stole three years of your life from you right now.

You could not go to the job where you worked for these three years. I could not get up at six in the morning for three years in order to be at work by eight. I could just do nothing and practice yoga at home and study a foreign language. By now, in three years, you would have at least a good body and maybe conversational Spanish. Or English. And right now you don’t have a damn thing!
No money, no health, no spoken Spanish.
But there is your stupid friend. And by the way, it’s still unclear and remains to be found out - but will he also fit in for you if something happens to you? Eh!?

Well, in general, all this doesn’t fucking work. You can go to people’s dachas for years, plant their gardens, help make repairs, transport them in your car when someone moves, meet strangers at the airport, host different people at your home for a couple of weeks. And all the time hoping that when I need something, I have a whole bunch of people who will help me if I need anything.
But no one will help me!
You finally need something and you call and formulate problem - and they tell you - old man, I can’t! I honestly can’t! Yesterday I could, but today I can’t. Because this and because that.
And so it is with everyone.

Therefore, there is no need to create illusions for yourself and try to spread straw everywhere. This trick won’t work. Just waste your time. Better save your money. They are more reliable than friends who you think will solve your problems. Money will really decide, but friends are needed for something else.
They are needed for leisure, for the soul, so that someone understands you and someone nearby thinks the same way as you.
And there is no need to make friends into an emergency ministry.
And get used to it and tune in to solving your problems yourself and not relying on anyone. Because you will be very disappointed. And the problems will remain unresolved.
And you counted so much on your friends....

[Dreamer]

Marinka,
I didn’t post the photo. A dreamer. I am as slim as an 18-year-old boy. I prefer a bicycle to strength training. In winter, a treadmill.

[Hair shirt]

I didn’t post a photo. I’m a dreamer. I’m as slim as an 18-year-old boy. I prefer a bicycle to strength training. In winter, a treadmill machine

About the most important thing modestly They kept silent - what size penis?
It is important for a woman not to say anything.
In fact, they are always waiting - what is waiting for them there in their underpants?
Again, what age? This is also important.

[The passage]

I was just thinking that a friend is in trouble. He is the first one you remember when there is a difficult life situation, and you want to share your joy with him first. Friendship is also a relationship

As practice shows, this does not work when it comes to something serious. Well, let’s say you go and withdraw all your savings and give it to a friend because he has some serious problems. And understand that you will never see this money again. That your studies at the University are finished because you no longer have money to pay for your studies and at the very least you can’t somehow stay afloat. But you fucking helped a friend. Who for some reason danced around in some kind of shit without thinking well. And now you are paying with your own money for his joints.
And you have been working with this money that you gave him for the last three or four years. And this friend of yours, he basically stole three years of your life from you right now.

You could not go to the job where you worked for these three years. I could not get up at six in the morning for three years in order to be at work by eight. I could just do nothing and practice yoga at home and study a foreign language. By now, in three years, you would have at least a good body and maybe conversational Spanish. Or English. And right now you don’t have a damn thing!
No money, no health, no spoken Spanish.
But there is your stupid friend. And by the way, it’s still unclear and remains to be found out - but will he also fit in for you if something happens to you? Eh!?

Well, in general, all this doesn’t fucking work. You can go to people’s dachas for years, plant their gardens, help make repairs, transport them in your car when someone moves, meet strangers at the airport, host different people at your home for a couple of weeks. And all the time hoping that when I need something, I have a whole bunch of people who will help me if I need anything.
But no one will help me!
You finally need something and you call and formulate problem - and they tell you - old man, I can’t! I honestly can’t! Yesterday I could, but today I can’t. Because this and because that.
And so it is with everyone.

Therefore, there is no need to create illusions for yourself and try to spread straw everywhere. This trick won’t work. Just waste your time. Better save your money. They are more reliable than friends who you think will solve your problems. Money will really decide, but friends are needed for something else.
They are needed for leisure, for the soul, so that someone understands you and someone nearby thinks the same way as you.
And there is no need to make friends into an emergency ministry.
And get used to it and tune in to solving your problems yourself and not relying on anyone. Because you will be very disappointed. And the problems will remain unresolved.
And you were counting so much on friends....

And, I gave my last money to a friend, even I don’t know why. Didn’t go into detail. Oh, he later got me out of the pre-trial detention center by hiring an expensive lawyer.
And, yes, we slept with him several times. If he were alive, we would still be friends. I miss him.
Ah, you are either joking now or neither of you is a friend.

Sent after 1 minute 22 seconds:

Marinka,
I didn’t post a photo. I’m a dreamer. I’m as slim as an 18-year-old boy. I prefer a bicycle to strength training. In winter, I use a treadmill.

Sorry, I confused you with an erogenous dreamer.

Sent after 2 minutes 34 seconds:

I didn’t post a photo. I’m a dreamer. I’m slim, like an 18-year-old boy. I prefer a bicycle to strength training. In winter, I use an exercise machine treadmill

They modestly kept silent about the most important thing - what size is your penis?
It is important for a woman not to say anything.
In fact, they are always waiting - what is waiting for them there in their underpants?
Again, what age? This is also important.

Have you decided to work as a matchmaker?)))

[Hair shirt]

Oh, I gave my last money to a friend, I don’t even know why. Didn’t go into detail. Oh, he later got me out of the pre-trial detention center by hiring an expensive lawyer.
And, yes, we slept with him several times. If he were alive, we would still be friends. I miss him.
Ah, you are either joking now or neither of you is a friend.

Expectations always do not coincide with reality.
You think and hope, but in the end it’s all on your own, all on your own. And everyone has circumstances, and everyone has reasons to refuse you. And everything is fair.
And the one who showed off yesterday and said exactly the same as you that it was the last thing not to help a friend and was ready to punch you in the face if you thought differently.
And today when you You ask him for a loan, or you ask him for some kind of favor, he hides his eyes and understands what his wife will say to him about this.

Vasya, are you crazy?
Do you want to give our last money to this cupcake who got himself into something!?
This is the same money that we saved for the last time two years. And for which we finally wanted to make human repairs.
And you want to just take this money and throw it away right now?

And he understands that his wife will not understand him and he hiding his eyes he tells you - old man, sorry! Well, I really can’t! Svetka (wife) will simply kill me and throw me out of the house.
And you’re like, okay! Sorry for disturbing you!
And so with everyone!

Conversations and show-offs are one thing. But in reality everything turns out completely differently. When people really understand what it will entail if someone signs up for you.

[Natural selection]

Have you decided to work as a matchmaker?)))

Don’t go off topic!
Age and penis size to the studio!!!

[The passage]

Oh, I gave my last money to a friend, I don’t even know why. Didn’t go into detail. Oh, he later got me out of the pre-trial detention center by hiring an expensive lawyer.
And, yes, we slept with him several times. If he were alive, we would still be friends. I miss him.
Ah, you are either joking now or neither of you is a friend.

Expectations always do not coincide with reality.
You think and hope, but in the end it’s all on your own, all on your own. And everyone has circumstances, and everyone has reasons to refuse you. And everything is fair.
And the one who showed off yesterday and said exactly the same as you that it was the last thing not to help a friend and was ready to punch you in the face if you thought differently.
And today when you You ask him for a loan, or you ask him for some kind of favor, he hides his eyes and understands what his wife will say to him about this.

Vasya, are you crazy?
Do you want to give our last money to this cupcake who got himself into something!?
This is the same money that we saved for the last time two years. And for which we finally wanted to make human repairs.
And you want to just take this money and throw it away right now?

And he understands that his wife will not understand him and he hiding his eyes he tells you - old man, sorry! Well, I really can’t! Svetka (wife) will simply kill me and throw me out of the house.
And you’re like, okay! Sorry for disturbing you!
And so with everyone!

Conversations and show-offs are one thing. But in reality everything turns out completely differently. When people really understand what it will entail if someone signs up for you.

They are not your friends. They probably believe, like you, that friendship is about having fun together or that you are constantly borrowing money and they are tired of it.

Sent after 1 minute 32 seconds:

Have you decided to earn extra money as a matchmaker?)))

Don’t go off topic!
Age and penis size to the studio!!!

I don’t know his age and penis size) It’s the first time I’ve seen him)

[Coitophobia]

hair shirt, 36 years old, 15 cm. You can leave comments more optimistic?

[Dreamer]

Coitophobia - humor! You write from different nicknames. No offense.

[Asexual]

Is there any proof that you are fucking that beauty? Otherwise everyone can say that Angelina fucks

[Play]

And there is proof that you are definitely fucking herAnd then I was with Angelina Jolie several times

[Hair shirt]

They are not your friends. They probably believe, like you, that friendship means having fun together, or you constantly borrow money and are tired of it.

Friendship in your understanding is when a friend solves some of your problems. Well, accordingly, there are many friends from different industries. Here’s a friend, cop, if you suddenly need to solve some problem at the cop level. Here’s a lawyer friend in case of any legal issues. But a teacher friend, if you suddenly need to solve some problem related to children. Here’s a friend who repairs cars. A very useful and necessary friend. But for a friend who works part-time in his gazelle, you can always ask him to give you something from somewhere. Well, you’ll start repairs there or something else. But here is a friend who installs air conditioners and generally repairs refrigerators and any refrigeration unit, be it air conditioning in a car or in a factory.

And every friend for every occasion. And all are friends. And I noticed in the vastness of our Motherland they are all so friendly with each other. And in some places they are even proud when they are in great demand and when everyone wants to be friends with them because he is a cop in the traffic police or some kind of doctor in a hospital. And only then, when for one reason or another they cease to be doctors and cops, they are very surprised why everyone so abruptly stopped being friends with him. Nobody calls, whoever you don’t ask, everyone is terribly busy and everyone has a complete ass and at this moment they can’t solve even the smallest problem of yours.

And all because you became not needed because it has ceased to be useful. There is nothing left to take from you, you can’t be asked for anything because you can’t do anything. Because you are not interesting on your own. Well, what can you do? The answer is nothing! You could do something when you were in office. And now you are no longer needed. And the whole friendship with you revolved around the position that you held and, accordingly, could solve this or that problem. And now you’ve lost it. Well, accordingly, you are no longer needed. It has become difficult to be friends with you. You will only ask, but you cannot do anything. You can only hang out on a bench in the yard and drink beer. And nothing more.

As far as I understand, this is already boring for you. You wrote above that a friend is someone who can help you when you need help. And if a friend cannot help, then you yourself wrote above that this is not a friend at all, but just a neighbor or work colleague. In your understanding, a friend is someone who can be useful when you suddenly need something urgently. Well, if a person is like milk from a goat, then this is not a friend. And it’s a waste of time and money to spend on it.

I came across all this crap a certain number of years ago. And somehow I determined for myself that there are no friends, and these are not friends. They all need you only when you can do something for them. And I even conducted experiments myself - I didn’t tell this or that people what I was doing and simply positioned myself that I almost collected bottles. And people were completely uninterested in him. Even though these people were interested in spending time with me. Well, then he kind of blurted out what I actually do and immediately noted an increased interest and a keen desire to be friends, to spend time together, statements that if you need anything in this or that area, call us, we’ll help.

And it’s all very boring. Because all these so-called friends of yours don’t need you, but what you can do. And once you lose this, no one needs you.
Yes, I understand that people have a relatively difficult life. Well, it’s not like hunger and everything is completely bad, but there’s no abundance either. And you have to spin around and, accordingly, save time and other resources. And adjust your environment to solve your problems. And it’s good to have a lot of people ready to solve your problems for almost nothing. And the main thing is high quality and not to fuck off. This is of course very useful and necessary. But this is not friendship at all. This is fucked up.

It’s more like some kind of mutual assistance. And here, too, you need to agree on everything in advance and learn to understand the boundaries of this help. For example, you asked someone to help you bring a roll of linoleum from the store on your gazelle and lift it to the floor. And then this someone asked you to help with renovations in his apartment. And you sit there and think - how much of an equal exchange is this? You would pay a thousand rubles for the delivery of a roll of linoleum. And here you are asked to sign up for a volume of regular work for almost a month. Is it equivalent? Wouldn’t it be easier for you not to ask this friend of yours to deliver this linoleum? Wouldn’t it be easier to just pay a thousand and not plunge yourself into any obligations to anyone.

Again, there is the time factor. You did something to someone. Someone owes you something and owes you something on this basis. But time passes and this debt, like an hourglass, is slowly expiring. The more time passes, the less and less anyone owes you. Ideally, if someone asked you for something, you should immediately ask him for something in return.
I once had an acquaintance (I don’t dare say a friend) who asked for some set of household equipment. I don’t want to emphasize what it was. Whatever. I answered him and said, listen, my mother-in-law asked me to take her to the dacha with all her junk for May. Let me tell you your Gazelle. This is a small truck. And this friend knows that his mother-in-law has a dacha in the Tula region. And there you still have to drive about five kilometers from the highway through gullies and off-road.

And this friend said that he was just giving the Gazelle to a service center for major repairs and he didn’t know exactly when he would pick it up and, accordingly, the topic with his request for equipment hung in the air. Because the exchange is unequal. And if I had given him this equipment and time would have passed, he would have forgotten that he once took something from me to use.
Well, you yourself have probably encountered the opinion that why buy a hammer drill when you have one? neighbor And you can always borrow this hammer drill from him and use it because he and I are kind of like friends.

Well, in general, I’m writing all this to you because then don’t be surprised that all your friends have forgotten you and suddenly they stopped being needed by everyone.
This is not really friendship, this is something else. And I think there is no need to interfere with friendship. Because this is a mutual aid club where it has its own rules and the boundaries and rules of this mutual aid are outlined. And each member of this club has almost a list with a table to whom you did what and who owes you something to what extent. And you must remember all this, and if you ask someone for something, it must be within the framework of how much you are owed. And again, note on this sign that this one owes you because you did something for him. But this one doesn’t owe you anything and doesn’t owe you anything. And if you ask him for something, you will already owe it. And accordingly, you need to ask him for something differently because he doesn’t owe you anything.

This is a very complex concept that is more typical of those who originally lived and live in the North Caucasus. They swim in it all like fish in water and feel it all very well and, in a sense, live it and use it all to the fullest. And by the way, as a rule, they know well the value of both this so-called friendship and so-called hospitality.
And you can’t screw them with all this. And they clearly keep track of who owes what to whom and who can be asked for what.

I personally stopped playing with all these rattles for a certain period of time, believing that there are no friends and these are not friends either . And your best friend is your wife. If, of course, you are lucky and she really is your friend and doesn’t fuck you up just like all your so-called friends.

[The passage]

They are not your friends. They probably believe, like you, that friendship means having fun together, or you constantly borrow money and are tired of it.

Friendship in your understanding is when a friend solves some of your problems. Well, accordingly, there are many friends from different industries. Here’s a friend, cop, if you suddenly need to solve some problem at the cop level. Here’s a lawyer friend in case of any legal issues. But a teacher friend, if you suddenly need to solve some problem related to children. Here’s a friend who repairs cars. A very useful and necessary friend. But for a friend who works part-time in his gazelle, you can always ask him to give you something from somewhere. Well, you’ll start repairs there or something else. But here is a friend who installs air conditioners and generally repairs refrigerators and any refrigeration unit, be it air conditioning in a car or in a factory.

And every friend for every occasion. And all are friends. And I noticed in the vastness of our Motherland they are all so friendly with each other. And in some places they are even proud when they are in great demand and when everyone wants to be friends with them because he is a cop in the traffic police or some kind of doctor in a hospital. And only then, when for one reason or another they cease to be doctors and cops, they are very surprised why everyone so abruptly stopped being friends with him. Nobody calls, whoever you don’t ask, everyone is terribly busy and everyone has a complete ass and at this moment they can’t solve even the smallest problem of yours.

And all because you became not needed because it has ceased to be useful. There is nothing left to take from you, you can’t be asked for anything because you can’t do anything. Because you are not interesting on your own. Well, what can you do? The answer is nothing! You could do something when you were in office. And now you are no longer needed. And the whole friendship with you revolved around the position that you held and, accordingly, could solve this or that problem. And now you’ve lost it. Well, accordingly, you are no longer needed. It has become difficult to be friends with you. You will only ask, but you cannot do anything. You can only hang out on a bench in the yard and drink beer. And nothing more.

As far as I understand, this is already boring for you. You wrote above that a friend is someone who can help you when you need help. And if a friend cannot help, then you yourself wrote above that this is not a friend at all, but just a neighbor or work colleague. In your understanding, a friend is someone who can be useful when you suddenly need something urgently. Well, if a person is like milk from a goat, then this is not a friend. And it’s a waste of time and money to spend on it.

I came across all this crap a certain number of years ago. And somehow I determined for myself that there are no friends, and these are not friends. They all need you only when you can do something for them. And I even conducted experiments myself - I didn’t tell this or that people what I was doing and simply positioned myself that I almost collected bottles. And people were completely uninterested in him. Even though these people were interested in spending time with me. Well, then he kind of blurted out what I actually do and immediately noted an increased interest and a keen desire to be friends, to spend time together, statements that if you need anything in this or that area, call us, we’ll help.

And it’s all very boring. Because all these so-called friends of yours don’t need you, but what you can do. And once you lose this, no one needs you.
Yes, I understand that people have a relatively difficult life. Well, it’s not like hunger and everything is completely bad, but there’s no abundance either. And you have to spin around and, accordingly, save time and other resources. And adjust your environment to solve your problems. And it’s good to have a lot of people ready to solve your problems for almost nothing. And the main thing is high quality and not to fuck off. This is of course very useful and necessary. But this is not friendship at all. This is fucked up.

It’s more like some kind of mutual assistance. And here, too, you need to agree on everything in advance and learn to understand the boundaries of this help. For example, you asked someone to help you bring a roll of linoleum from the store on your gazelle and lift it to the floor. And then this someone asked you to help with renovations in his apartment. And you sit there and think - how much of an equal exchange is this? You would pay a thousand rubles for the delivery of a roll of linoleum. And here you are asked to sign up for a volume of regular work for almost a month. Is it equivalent? Wouldn’t it be easier for you not to ask this friend of yours to deliver this linoleum? Wouldn’t it be easier to just pay a thousand and not plunge yourself into any obligations to anyone.

Again, there is the time factor. You did something to someone. Someone owes you something and owes you something on this basis. But time passes and this debt, like an hourglass, is slowly expiring. The more time passes, the less and less anyone owes you. Ideally, if someone asked you for something, you should immediately ask him for something in return.
I once had an acquaintance (I don’t dare say a friend) who asked for some set of household equipment. I don’t want to emphasize what it was. Whatever. I answered him and said, listen, my mother-in-law asked me to take her to the dacha with all her junk for May. Let me tell you your Gazelle. This is a small truck. And this friend knows that his mother-in-law has a dacha in the Tula region. And there you still have to drive about five kilometers from the highway through gullies and off-road.

And this friend said that he was just giving the Gazelle to a service center for major repairs and he didn’t know exactly when he would pick it up and, accordingly, the topic with his request for equipment hung in the air. Because the exchange is unequal. And if I had given him this equipment and time would have passed, he would have forgotten that he once took something from me to use.
Well, you yourself have probably encountered the opinion that why buy a hammer drill when you have one? neighbor And you can always borrow this hammer drill from him and use it because he and I are kind of like friends.

Well, in general, I’m writing all this to you because then don’t be surprised that all your friends have forgotten you and suddenly they stopped being needed by everyone.
This is not really friendship, this is something else. And I think there is no need to interfere with friendship. Because this is a mutual aid club where it has its own rules and the boundaries and rules of this mutual aid are outlined. And each member of this club has almost a list with a table to whom you did what and who owes you something to what extent. And you must remember all this, and if you ask someone for something, it must be within the framework of how much you are owed. And again, note on this sign that this one owes you because you did something for him. But this one doesn’t owe you anything and doesn’t owe you anything. And if you ask him for something, you will already owe it. And accordingly, you need to ask him for something differently because he doesn’t owe you anything.

This is a very complex concept that is more typical of those who originally lived and live in the North Caucasus. They swim in it all like fish in water and feel it all very well and, in a sense, live it and use it all to the fullest. And by the way, as a rule, they know well the value of both this so-called friendship and so-called hospitality.
And you can’t screw them with all this. And they clearly keep track of who owes what to whom and who can be asked for what.

I personally stopped playing with all these rattles for a certain period of time, believing that there are no friends and these are not friends either . And your best friend is your wife. If, of course, you are lucky and she really is your friend and doesn’t fuck you up just like all your so-called friends.

You didn’t have and don’t have friends , because you can’t be friends. You either need money or gazelles. Well, take a loan, order a taxi load. Why have you been complaining to me here for three days? I understand perfectly well the people who refused you.

[Kirov]

Men who complain about life, the size of their pussy and salaries are not interesting to her. So write what a hero you are in every sense. Write and peg your pussy.

[Hair shirt]

You didn’t have and don’t have friends because you can’t be friends. You either need money or gazelles. Well, take a loan, order a taxi load. Why have you been complaining to me here for three days? I perfectly understand the people who refused you.

When a person says that it started to rain outside, what is he doing? What is he complaining about? Is he complaining that it’s raining? He simply states a fact and draws conclusions - either wait until it ends, or put on a raincoat, or take an umbrella.
So where did you get the idea that I’m complaining. I feel good and comfortable. I am quite happy with the current state of affairs.
I don’t need people who call themselves friends and who need something from me. And who constantly want to save money on something using it as a resource.
This person will do this for me. And this one here is this one. And why should I order something and pay for something when I have friends who will do everything I ask for. After all, we are friends. They will also need something and I will do something for them too.

This is all this crap you call friendship?
When people need you only when you can do something?
And it turns out that no one needs you if they can’t ask you for anything.
I tried - they asked me for something and I refused. I can’t say. They - why? I say, well, I just can’t because I’m busy and don’t have time right now.
They ask, what are you doing? I say - for what purpose are you asking? What do you care about what exactly I’m doing?

And people get offended. And they cross me off their list of friends. Because I’m the one you can’t ask for anything. Which means what kind of friend am I then when you can’t use me. Friends must be useful. And if there is nothing to take from him, then why does he need such a friend?
That’s how everyone is friends. I don’t need that kind of friendship.
It’s bad because one day you’ll suddenly be left alone and no one needs you anymore. For half your life you have always done something for someone, never refused anyone, and then suddenly you are left alone. And everyone unexpectedly refuses you everything. And all because, let’s say, you were kicked out of the cops. Either your lawyer’s license was taken away, or you are a doctor and something happened to your health and you can no longer work as a doctor.

Well, as for friends, I think that, on the contrary, friends should be protected from their problems. And do not burden them with any household requests. I have one person I know. Maybe he’s my friend, maybe he’s not. You need to ask him this. He is well versed in refrigeration systems. Can properly repair a refrigerator or air conditioner in an apartment or car. My refrigerator broke down twice. It didn’t even occur to me to ask him to repair this broken refrigerator for me.

That is, I need friends for something else, I think. Maybe for the soul. But not in order to exchange this friendship with him for thousands in rubles. And to think that repairing a refrigerator will now cost me half the price of a new refrigerator. And so it is. No, it will be too expensive. I’d better ask Andyukha. He will make quality repairs and won’t take money - after all, we are friends. And it turns out that I saved twenty thousand in this way, considering that the refrigerator costs thirty to forty thousand.

[STI]

Where is the photo of the beauty queen???

[niqk]

Where is the photo of the beauty queen???

Oh! What a valid question! And right to the point!

[Sibiryak89]

I was just thinking that a friend would be in trouble. He is the first one you remember when there is a difficult life situation, and you want to share your joy with him first. Friendship is also a relationship

As practice shows, this does not work when it comes to something serious. Well, let’s say you go and withdraw all your savings and give it to a friend because he has some serious problems. And understand that you will never see this money again. That your studies at the University are finished because you no longer have money to pay for your studies and at the very least you can’t somehow stay afloat. But you fucking helped a friend. Who for some reason danced around in some kind of shit without thinking well. And now you are paying with your own money for his joints.
And you have been working with this money that you gave him for the last three or four years. And this friend of yours, he basically stole three years of your life from you right now.

You could not go to the job where you worked for these three years. I could not get up at six in the morning for three years in order to be at work by eight. I could just do nothing and practice yoga at home and study a foreign language. By now, in three years, you would have at least a good body and maybe conversational Spanish. Or English. And right now you don’t have a damn thing!
No money, no health, no spoken Spanish.
But there is your stupid friend. And by the way, it’s still unclear and remains to be found out - but will he also fit in for you if something happens to you? Eh!?

Well, in general, all this doesn’t fucking work. You can go to people’s dachas for years, plant their gardens, help make repairs, transport them in your car when someone moves, meet strangers at the airport, host different people at your home for a couple of weeks. And all the time hoping that when I need something, I have a whole bunch of people who will help me if I need anything.
But no one will help me!
You finally need something and you call and formulate problem - and they tell you - old man, I can’t! I honestly can’t! Yesterday I could, but today I can’t. Because this and because that.
And so it is with everyone.

Therefore, there is no need to create illusions for yourself and try to spread straw everywhere. This trick won’t work. Just waste your time. Better save your money. They are more reliable than friends who you think will solve your problems. Money will really decide, but friends are needed for something else.
They are needed for leisure, for the soul, so that someone understands you and someone nearby thinks the same way as you.
And there is no need to make friends into an emergency ministry.
And get used to it and tune in to solving your problems yourself and not relying on anyone. Because you will be very disappointed. And the problems will remain unresolved.
And you were counting so much on friends....

And, I gave my last money to a friend, even I don’t know why. Didn’t go into detail. Oh, he later got me out of the pre-trial detention center by hiring an expensive lawyer.
And, yes, we slept with him several times. If he were alive, we would still be friends. I miss him.
Ah, you are either joking now or neither of you is a friend.

Sent after 1 minute 22 seconds:

Marinka,
I didn’t post a photo. I’m a dreamer. I’m as slim as an 18-year-old boy. I prefer a bicycle to strength training. In winter, I use a treadmill.

Sorry, I confused you with an erogenous dreamer.

Sent after 2 minutes 34 seconds:

I didn’t post a photo. I’m a dreamer. I’m slim, like an 18-year-old boy. I prefer a bicycle to strength training. In winter, I use an exercise machine treadmill

They modestly kept silent about the most important thing - what size is your penis?
It is important for a woman not to say anything.
In fact, they are always waiting - what is waiting for them there in their underpants?
Again, what age? This is also important.

Have you decided to work as a matchmaker?)))

nAnd you were on Erogene, accomplice

[The passage]

You did not have and do not have friends because you cannot be friends. You either need money or gazelles. Well, take a loan, order a taxi load. Why have you been complaining to me here for three days? I perfectly understand the people who refused you.

When a person says that it started to rain outside, what is he doing? What is he complaining about? Is he complaining that it’s raining? He simply states a fact and draws conclusions - either wait until it ends, or put on a raincoat, or take an umbrella.
So where did you get the idea that I’m complaining. I feel good and comfortable. I am quite happy with the current state of affairs.
I don’t need people who call themselves friends and who need something from me. And who constantly want to save money on something using it as a resource.
This person will do this for me. And this one here is this one. And why should I order something and pay for something when I have friends who will do everything I ask for. After all, we are friends. They will also need something and I will do something for them too.

This is all this crap you call friendship?
When people need you only when you can do something?
And it turns out that no one needs you if they can’t ask you for anything.
I tried - they asked me for something and I refused. I can’t say. They - why? I say, well, I just can’t because I’m busy and don’t have time right now.
They ask, what are you doing? I say - for what purpose are you asking? What do you care about what exactly I’m doing?

And people get offended. And they cross me off their list of friends. Because I’m the one you can’t ask for anything. Which means what kind of friend am I then when you can’t use me. Friends must be useful. And if there is nothing to take from him, then why does he need such a friend?
That’s how everyone is friends. I don’t need that kind of friendship.
It’s bad because one day you’ll suddenly be left alone and no one needs you anymore. For half your life you have always done something for someone, never refused anyone, and then suddenly you are left alone. And everyone unexpectedly refuses you everything. And all because, let’s say, you were kicked out of the cops. Either your lawyer’s license was taken away, or you are a doctor and something happened to your health and you can no longer work as a doctor.

Well, as for friends, I think that, on the contrary, friends should be protected from their problems. And do not burden them with any household requests. I have one person I know. Maybe he’s my friend, maybe he’s not. You need to ask him this. He is well versed in refrigeration systems. Can properly repair a refrigerator or air conditioner in an apartment or car. My refrigerator broke down twice. It didn’t even occur to me to ask him to repair this broken refrigerator for me.

That is, I need friends for something else, I think. Maybe for the soul. But not in order to exchange this friendship with him for thousands in rubles. And to think that repairing a refrigerator will now cost me half the price of a new refrigerator. And so it is. No, it will be too expensive. I’d better ask Andyukha. He will make quality repairs and won’t take money - after all, we are friends. And so it turns out that I saved twenty thousand in this way, considering that the refrigerator costs thirty to forty thousand.

You measure everything with money and benefits. That’s why you don’t have friends.

[Hair shirt]

And in general, this so-called friendship is very convenient for active, quirky people who are either making a career or somehow busting their ass somewhere.
And it’s convenient because these people make a lot of friends and actively promote this option - they say friendship is cool , this is sacred, we stand on this and all that.
And for this cause they involve a lot of people in solving their problems. People buy into all this activity and, as it were, invest in this person.
Well, like, this guy will go far and while he is available right now, you need to make friends with him, and then you see he will become someone and can be very useful.
Well, and accordingly, they help this resourceful fellow as best they can. And he is happy, and for now he pays with hospitality, bullshit in the kitchen and cakes and flowers for March 8.

But meanwhile he has more and more friends and everyone does something for him.
And one fine day this person simply disappears from the radar. And it could be anything. If we were talking about some regional city, then he leaves, say, for Moscow. If he is in Moscow, he goes abroad either permanently or for work. And all his friends are left with their noses. They thought that by helping this person from time to time and fulfilling his requests, they were investing in the future. But this man decided to forgive all his debts to everyone and simply stopped communicating.

An acquaintance of mine once told me that they say that one person worked for them in exactly the same way. He became friends with the entire department, involved everyone in solving his problems, meaningfully saying that if they needed anything, he was always at their disposal to the best of his ability. Well, they say, for now the resources are too small, but if everything goes well, I won’t forget anyone and won’t offend anyone later. And then he moved to another office and disappeared from the radar. And they say he showed up as a deputy in some ministry. Someone called him at the reception. Introduced himself. But the secretary never connected. Sometimes he’s busy, sometimes at a meeting, sometimes on a business trip, sometimes on sick leave, sometimes with management. And she never connected with him.

And in general, it’s very convenient to come to some community, make a bunch of friends, develop active activities, and involve everyone in solving your problems. And the result will not be long in coming. When a team of people works for you and they constantly do something for you. And they do it well, efficiently and most importantly for free. Sooner or later, all this gives this person a very good start. And he, of course, abruptly goes into the lead.

I don’t argue that such a cupcake needs willpower, perseverance and the ability to build relationships with everyone who does something for you. But don’t deceive yourself, all this is borrowed from other people by this person. By helping him out of friendship, so to speak, they hope that this person will also help them someday. Otherwise, why would they waste their time and resources on him. But the whole point is that all these people will simply be abandoned.

I actually read somewhere that almost all successful and rich people rose at the initial stage of accumulating initial capital. Or it is generally money earned through criminal means. Or they just foolishly ditched someone. Well, let’s say someone started a startup or a small business. He hired people, earned some money, and then simply did not pay any of the hired people, closed the business and opened another one with normal starting capital. And everyone who worked for him for the last six months went to hell in orderly ranks.
And one businessman once said to me - what should I do? How else to get up!? Just like that!

So people, don’t be fooled by this so-called sign of friendship, behind which in fact lies just the most ordinary fucked-up thing. And if you do something for someone, then don’t expect that you will also ask someone for something when you need it. And ask right away in response to a request to do something for someone. Let’s say he asked you for something, and you responded - listen, here’s the thing, I need this and that. I will gladly do for you what you ask, but if in return you do for me what I need.

There is really a danger that a person will be offended and then tell everyone that you are a calculating and cynical fag. But you don’t know for sure, maybe he has already certified you like this somewhere. You cannot know for sure what he is saying about you behind your back. Maybe he teases you and generally considers you a loser and a loser. Easily. Therefore, I think there is no need to be afraid of who and what they might say about you if you don’t do something to them. Or you will do it but on your terms.

[Natural selection]

You measure everything with money and benefits. That’s why you don’t have friends.

It’s exactly the opposite - I just don’t want to confuse friendship with benefit. And I don’t want to make a mutual aid club out of friendship.
And on the contrary, so-called friends don’t need me if I don’t want to do something for them from time to time.
On the contrary, I don’t need anything from my friends, no benefits and no requests. I need friends with whom I’m just interested. Well, they are with me too.

[The passage]

You measure everything with money and benefits. That’s why you don’t have friends.

It’s exactly the opposite - I just don’t want to confuse friendship with benefit. And I don’t want to make a mutual aid club out of friendship.
And on the contrary, so-called friends don’t need me if I don’t want to do something for them from time to time.
On the contrary, I don’t need anything from my friends, no benefits and no requests. I need friends with whom I’m just interested. Well, they are with me too.

Can you draw? Do you like to draw castles? Do you grow roses in your dacha?

[Dreamer]

Natural Selection,
aka Hair Shirt , are you looking for selfless friends here? The maximum that is possible here is to send free photos of girls from the Internet, but of real ones. They spent time and resources searching for them.

[Hair shirt]

Do you know how to draw? Do you like to draw castles? Do you grow roses in your dacha?

No, I can’t draw. Did you ask about locks or about locks? The Russian language, you know, is rich in nuances and sometimes it is necessary to clarify so that there is no ambiguity.
I don’t have a dacha.
But I dream of learning to play the piano. There is a piano.
I’m fucking the winner of the city beauty contest....
I just don’t have time. The difficulty is that you need to spend a long time studying the piano, at least two hours every day. And so for at least about six months.
And that’s the problem.

Well, what else...
Well, I want a lot of things, but I don’t have enough time because there is bills that need to be paid, but there is no rent.
Although, of course, you can find time if you want, but then this is to the detriment of something else in this life.

And you are this everyone asked for what purpose?

[Kirov]

She is a doctor sex therapist. And also an altruist in the sense of the female organ.

[The passage]

Can you draw? Do you like to draw castles? Do you grow roses in your dacha?

No, I can’t draw. Did you ask about locks or about locks? The Russian language, you know, is rich in nuances and sometimes it is necessary to clarify so that there is no ambiguity.
I don’t have a dacha.
But I dream of learning to play the piano. There is a piano.
I’m fucking the winner of the city beauty contest....
I just don’t have time. The difficulty is that you need to spend a long time studying the piano, at least two hours every day. And so for at least about six months.
And that’s the problem.

Well, what else...
Well, I want a lot of things, but I don’t have enough time because there is bills that need to be paid, but there is no rent.
Although, of course, you can find time if you want, but then this is to the detriment of something else in this life.

And you are this everyone asked for what purpose?

You have a piano, but don’t know how to play? Did your child go to music school? Or your neighbors gave it to you, free of charge. They had a child, then the child grew up and the instrument was no longer needed, it was impossible to sell, it took up space in the apartment, and it was a shame to throw it away, so they gave it away?
To play a musical instrument you need hearing. Do you have hearing?
I play the guitar, but lately very rarely.

Sent after 5 minutes 22 seconds:

She is a doctor sex therapist. And also an altruist in the sense of the female organ.

It seems very difficult for you to realize that a woman also needs sex and a woman also loves sex :prigla:

[***]

You have direct correspondence between Ilyich and Krupskaya.

[Hair shirt]

Electronic piano. With the right keys that press like a real piano. That is, with a hammer mechanism.

https://i.postimg.cc/2yjgn5fN/ 20230122-210654.jpg

[Natural selection]

It seems very difficult for you to realize that a woman also needs sex and a woman also loves sex

Women so often use the opportunity to have sex with themselves for mercantile purposes that men already and stopped believing that women also want to fuck just like them. And that a woman can just want sex and that there is nothing behind it. Well, it’s like she’s attacking you because she needs something from you.
Yes, and they themselves are all so unapproachable. You look at some accountant at work or at the lady at the cash register in Auchan and think - God, can this creature really want something there?

[niqk]

Natural Selection, Don’t look at the chicks at the checkout Ashane. Yes, and on the little woman at the pole in the strip club!
This is not the choice...

[Hair shirt]

This is not the right choice...

Where should you look? And is it necessary?

[The passage]

This is not the right choice...

Where should you look? And is it necessary?

You need to look at your wife)

[niqk]

This is not the right choice...

Where should you look? And is it necessary?

If you are interested in women’s charms, you should watch it! Sometimes you come across such seductive girls!
Some can be hooked. Or even bring him to bed! And if you don’t have it, then there’s no point in looking...

[Say]

What in your story can excite?)
You are just such a serious man, you reason so thoroughly and tell in such detail. It’s interesting to read and gives you something to think about. That’s why I liked it.
Why don’t you register on the forum or do you already have an account here?

well, that’s why I asked because I thought - Well, what could be interesting for a woman in what I’m telling?
Well, only if she has a good imagination and she came here to jerk off. And here I am with my details of what, how, where and how many times. In certain circumstances, this can excite someone who has a good imagination and who thinks a lot about all this.

I once, a certain number of years ago, ended up by chance in a women’s dormitory.
In my dorm where I lived there was one guy. It was nothing special. He wasn’t as handsome as God, he didn’t have any money, he dressed so-so, he was no more and no less tongue-tied than others. And against all this background, he was a womanizer. That is, the girls were simply amazed by him. This interested me - how is that possible!!!?
And meeting him led me to the women’s dormitory.

By the way, it later turned out that this guy was just studying at the school to become a plasterer. Three years. He was the only boy in the group. Accordingly, he lived in a women’s dormitory. Among women.
Well, and accordingly, I just learned to be one of them among them. Darling. And I think he couldn’t have done anything else with such initial data. A bunch of women and you are the only man among them. And so all day long and for three years in a row!
He then told me in confidence so that I would not tell this to anyone because it was wrong. Well, in general, she was there just like a toy for these women at the school. Like a beaten puppy. Everyone loved him, spoiled him and squeezed him at every opportunity. And even more than that, they simply used it as a penis with legs. That is, someone could come to the apartment where he lived, sit next to him and, without stopping the conversation, pull out his penis and stroke it. Well, just from an excess of feelings. Because of some inner need. Don’t even give a fuck. No! But just some kind of attraction, disinterested and without a specific goal.

Also regularly, someone came at night and climbed under his blanket.
And or just hugged him and fell asleep. Or he got excited and fucked him right away. Moreover, all this usually happened in a dominant environment. And he generally said that he himself had never clearly expressed any desire to have sex. And that it was solely their initiative. And that he subsequently never expressed a desire to have sex with anyone. Moreover, he swore and swore that all subsequent time sex was not his initiative with anyone. And even more so, to persuade someone there to do something.

And of course, later, having already found himself in a workers’ dormitory, apparently his habit of being in women’s company led him to the women’s dormitory. Which was in the area. Well, since I became friends with this guy, he dragged me there too. This dorm closed at nine in the evening for entry and exit. And we climbed to the second floor using the bars that were on the windows on the first floor. You climb along this iron grate. Then you straighten up sharply and grab the window sill. And then the power output is like on a horizontal bar. So in a sense it was natural selection!
To get into this dorm it was necessary to overcome this obstacle. Guys, try this now! Climb to the second floor using the bars of the first floor window. I think not everyone will succeed.

I’m writing all this to the fact that in this women’s dormitory I didn’t so much fuck with someone there, but more just chatted about certain topics . I was interested in girls. They were interested in me. And sex is not necessary. As this womanizing guy taught me. They should offer you sex themselves. If this happened, then you did everything right.
So I chatted a lot on different topics with the girls. And they usually lack interesting communication. And most importantly, on those questions that interest them. Their girlfriends are not suitable for this. They’re just not in the know.

Well, in general, girls actually think a lot about sex. About your body. What they look like, who looked at them, what they might have thought. They also want to fuck like guys and older men. Maybe even more. But society constantly limits them in their desires. That’s why women so often lose their temper somewhere in the south, by the sea, or in a dacha where no one knows anyone.

Also, all the girls actively engage in masturbation. They love this business and often during this process imagine how they are being fucked by someone they know well. This could be their teacher, or the head of the workshop, or just a guy they know. They fantasize about how these characters undress them, how they touch their clitoris first with their fingers and then with their tongue, and insert a finger into their vagina. Which by that time is already all wet. Well, in general, everything is fine with this.
It’s just that, of course, they hide all this very, very carefully and would never admit to anything like that.

That’s why I asked.
But apparently you won’t admit it either!
Although this forum seems to have been created to admit such things. And maybe that’s why there is an anonymous entry here when you can write something without registration. And most importantly, there is no moderation here. There are no or almost no local kings of the hill who teach everyone and immediately send them to search the forum because the topic that you raised has already been written here.
That is, there is no all this crap. And this is a huge huge plus.
That’s why I’m not complaining, by the way. Because I don’t see the need.

Registration gives you the option to communicate in private. Although writing on the forum can also be interesting. The topics are sometimes serious and you always think that if you write, it might be useful to someone, sometime. Although from time to time you run into another fool who considers himself the smartest and do not immediately understand that arguing with a fool is useless. This won’t make him any smarter anyway.
You write interestingly about separate dormitories by gender - apparently that was a long time ago? I lived in a dormitory. Of course, there were only girls in our room, but the guys lived there too. There was one building for everyone. 14 floors. The spans are high, so no one climbed into the windows there.

. I studied in 2005 and we had two dormitories, one mixed, and one only for women. Only girls and teachers lived there. It was a quest to get there.

[The passage]

Well, that’s why I asked because I thought - well, what could be interesting for a woman in what I’m telling?
Well, only if she has good imagination and she came here to jerk off. And here I am with my details of what, how, where and how many times. In certain circumstances, this can excite someone who has a good imagination and who thinks a lot about all this.

I once, a certain number of years ago, ended up by chance in a women’s dormitory.
In my dorm where I lived there was one guy. It was nothing special. He wasn’t as handsome as God, he didn’t have any money, he dressed so-so, he was no more and no less tongue-tied than others. And against all this background, he was a womanizer. That is, the girls were simply amazed by him. This interested me - how is that possible!!!?
And meeting him led me to the women’s dormitory.

By the way, it later turned out that this guy was just studying at the school to become a plasterer. Three years. He was the only boy in the group. Accordingly, he lived in a women’s dormitory. Among women.
Well, and accordingly, I just learned to be one of them among them. Darling. And I think he couldn’t have done anything else with such initial data. A bunch of women and you are the only man among them. And so all day long and for three years in a row!
He then told me in confidence so that I would not tell this to anyone because it was wrong. Well, in general, she was there just like a toy for these women at the school. Like a beaten puppy. Everyone loved him, spoiled him and squeezed him at every opportunity. And even more than that, they simply used it as a penis with legs. That is, someone could come to the apartment where he lived, sit next to him and, without stopping the conversation, pull out his penis and stroke it. Well, just from an excess of feelings. Because of some inner need. Don’t even give a fuck. No! But just some kind of attraction, disinterested and without a specific goal.

Also regularly, someone came at night and climbed under his blanket.
And or just hugged him and fell asleep. Or he got excited and fucked him right away. Moreover, all this usually happened in a dominant environment. And he generally said that he himself had never clearly expressed any desire to have sex. And that it was solely their initiative. And that he subsequently never expressed a desire to have sex with anyone. Moreover, he swore and swore that all subsequent time sex was not his initiative with anyone. And even more so, to persuade someone there to do something.

And of course, later, having already found himself in a workers’ dormitory, apparently his habit of being in women’s company led him to the women’s dormitory. Which was in the area. Well, since I became friends with this guy, he dragged me there too. This dorm closed at nine in the evening for entry and exit. And we climbed to the second floor using the bars that were on the windows on the first floor. You climb along this iron grate. Then you straighten up sharply and grab the window sill. And then the power output is like on a horizontal bar. So in a sense it was natural selection!
To get into this dorm it was necessary to overcome this obstacle. Guys, try this now! Climb to the second floor using the bars of the first floor window. I think not everyone will succeed.

I’m writing all this to the fact that in this women’s dormitory I didn’t so much fuck with someone there, but more just chatted about certain topics . I was interested in girls. They were interested in me. And sex is not necessary. As this womanizing guy taught me. They should offer you sex themselves. If this happened, then you did everything right.
So I chatted a lot on different topics with the girls. And they usually lack interesting communication. And most importantly, on those questions that interest them. Their girlfriends are not suitable for this. They’re just not in the know.

Well, in general, girls actually think a lot about sex. About your body. What they look like, who looked at them, what they might have thought. They also want to fuck like guys and older men. Maybe even more. But society constantly limits them in their desires. That’s why women so often lose their temper somewhere in the south, by the sea, or in a dacha where no one knows anyone.

Also, all the girls actively engage in masturbation. They love this business and often during this process imagine how they are being fucked by someone they know well. This could be their teacher, or the head of the workshop, or just a guy they know. They fantasize about how these characters undress them, how they touch their clitoris first with their fingers and then with their tongue, and insert a finger into their vagina. Which by that time is already all wet. Well, in general, everything is fine with this.
It’s just that, of course, they hide all this very, very carefully and would never admit to anything like that.

That’s why I asked.
But apparently you won’t admit it either!
Although this forum seems to have been created to admit such things. And maybe that’s why there is an anonymous entry here when you can write something without registration. And most importantly, there is no moderation here. There are no or almost no local kings of the hill who teach everyone and immediately send them to search the forum because the topic that you raised has already been written here.
That is, there is no all this crap. And this is a huge huge plus.
That’s why I’m not complaining, by the way. Because I don’t see the need.

Registration gives you the option to communicate in private. Although writing on the forum can also be interesting. The topics are sometimes serious and you always think that if you write, it might be useful to someone, sometime. Although from time to time you run into another fool who considers himself the smartest and do not immediately understand that arguing with a fool is useless. This won’t make him any smarter anyway.
You write interestingly about separate dormitories by gender - apparently that was a long time ago? I lived in a dormitory. Of course, there were only girls in our room, but the guys lived there too. There was one building for everyone. 14 floors. The spans are high, so no one climbed into the windows there.

. I studied in 2005 and we had two dormitories, one mixed, and one only for women. Only girls and teachers lived there. It was a quest to climb there.

Why? Were the girls who lived in a mixed group different from those who lived in a separate one? The one I lived in had two and a half thousand students. The choice is simply huge.

[Hair shirt]

Why? Were the girls who lived in a mixed group different from those who lived in a separate one? The one I lived in had two and a half thousand students. The choice is simply huge.

In such hostels there are a lot of couples who live together. I’ve seen something similar. Partition the room with a closet or just a curtain. And two couples live in such a room. Sometimes a couple is just a girl. But as a rule, this happens in women’s rooms. I have not seen such a practice in men’s.
But all this, of course, is unofficial. The guy actually has his own place in his room. But he doesn’t live there permanently. It’s just that his place is listed there.

Such couples often happen closer to graduation from the university. Some girls, desperate to fool a Muscovite in their course (if we are talking about Moscow), then turn their attention to people like themselves, but promising, so to speak. And while it is still possible, they create a couple and live together. Many people sign and then leave somewhere together. Someone is trying to get hooked in the city where they study. But it’s difficult.

But basically, of course, in such hostels, people have fun and fully enjoy life. That is, someone’s future mothers and wives are fucking in such dorms like with a machine gun.
And the people there don’t make much of themselves. People simply live and simply enjoy life. I am glad that I want and can. And that’s great. And all sorts of moralists go to hell in orderly rows. And including those who then try to find out from their wife how many men she had. There was a hell of a lot and an even bigger cart. And these are only those whom she remembers when everything happened sober. And there was so much interesting and fascinating stuff that I couldn’t even remember when I was sober.

I think almost all girls and guys remember these times with warmth and love. And all those with whom something has ever happened. It was all joy and pleasure. And most importantly, no one raped anyone and, as a rule, no one was forcibly fucked.
And in general, all this was periodic, like an ebb or flow. People live and enjoy life. Then bang! Session!!!
And here it’s not all la mur. After all, you can fly out at once! Everyone is in awe. No time for sex and no time for courtship. Then it seemed to go away. Well, that means we can chill out a little again.
And so for five years. Or whatever.

[The passage]

Why? Were the girls who lived in a mixed group different from those who lived in a separate one? The one I lived in had two and a half thousand students. The choice is simply huge.

In such hostels there are a lot of couples who live together. I’ve seen something similar. Partition the room with a closet or just a curtain. And two couples live in such a room. Sometimes a couple is just a girl. But as a rule, this happens in women’s rooms. I have not seen such a practice in men’s.
But all this, of course, is unofficial. The guy actually has his own place in his room. But he doesn’t live there permanently. It’s just that his place is listed there.

Such couples often happen closer to graduation from the university. Some girls, desperate to fool a Muscovite in their course (if we are talking about Moscow), then turn their attention to people like themselves, but promising, so to speak. And while it is still possible, they create a couple and live together. Many people sign and then leave somewhere together. Someone is trying to get hooked in the city where they study. But it’s difficult.

But basically, of course, in such hostels, people have fun and fully enjoy life. That is, someone’s future mothers and wives are fucking in such dorms like with a machine gun.
And the people there don’t make much of themselves. People simply live and simply enjoy life. I am glad that I want and can. And that’s great. And all sorts of moralists go to hell in orderly rows. And including those who then try to find out from their wife how many men she had. There was a hell of a lot and an even bigger cart. And these are only those whom she remembers when everything happened sober. And there was so much interesting and fascinating stuff that I couldn’t even remember when I was sober.

I think almost all girls and guys remember these times with warmth and love. And all those with whom something has ever happened. It was all joy and pleasure. And most importantly, no one raped anyone and, as a rule, no one was forcibly fucked.
And in general, all this was periodic, like an ebb or flow. People live and enjoy life. Then bang! Session!!!
And here it’s not all la mur. After all, you can fly out at once! Everyone is in awe. No time for sex and no time for courtship. Then it seemed to go away. Well, that means we can chill out a little again.
And so for five years. Or whatever.

And so on for six years.

[Say]

Well, that’s why she’s a hostel))). It is clear that if you put so many people in one building, then there will be a whole “compote” there.

[Sibiryak89]

Our one dorm was divided in half, there was a shift and we went through the boys to the left, the girls to the right from the 2nd to 5th floors... We climbed in all sorts of different ways and through the attic, basement, then everything was closed with bars and, through the fire balconies, pulled up to the 5th floor, there were no bars, the girls opened the windows and the last good relationship with the night watchman, let us through...

[Hair shirt]

I’ll say more...
One of my friend’s sister studied at a university. If she were a guy, everyone would call her a nerd. Well, since she was a girl, of course she was virgin and at first she was very proud of this fact and for almost the entire first year she openly despised her fellow students enjoying life around her. But somewhere in her second year, all her passion ran out and she already felt somehow offended, sad and lonely. No one calls or invites anywhere, there is no company, no friends. On weekends, people always gather somewhere and have fun. And she looks like a complete fool.

Again, these pimples and blackheads on the face, from time to time there is severe pain in the lower abdomen. Especially after a completely unmotivated excitement out of nowhere, after which you have to walk around with wet underwear all day in class. The gynecologist, again at the clinic, directly says that you need to start a regular sex life a long time ago.
And she would be glad for someone to look after her a little, with all that that implies. But there are no hunters.

And all because the relationship with someone was spoiled at the beginning, again, the companies have already been formed, everyone has become friends and it’s already difficult to wedge yourself into someone’s company. Again, everyone knows that she’s virgin. And no one wants to get involved with all this. Those who have dealt with similar things do not want to get involved in everything that they know in advance. And those who have no experience try not to screw up. After all, they’ll scold you later.

And of course, she was very upset that life was in full swing around her, people were enjoying life, where they constantly went, went to all sorts of interesting events, and traveled whenever possible. But as a rule, all this is somehow fueled by sex. And as a rule, in the course of one or another event, be it a visit to a club, or a trip to another city, or just on someone’s birthday, there is usually sex. And everyone knows it. And you know that there will definitely be sex, that you need to wear good, beautiful underwear, and shave in all places. And in most cases, girls don’t even know who they will have to sleep with and when and where.

The only thing they know for sure is that no one will rape them and that they have the right to refuse something and no one will force them. But she also knows for sure that next time they will simply either not invite you, or they will find an excuse and take someone else.
Well, in general, I would call all this friendly sex. There is simply a certain circle of friends of both sexes. And there is some degree of trust in each other within this circle. And sex here is simply a kind of confirmation of the highest degree of trust.

That is, a guy can easily come to one or another girl from his circle of friends and complain that his balls hurt a lot. And the girl wouldn’t even think of refusing him because they are friends. Or rather, she can refuse, well, let’s say if she’s really in a hurry to get somewhere. Or if she’s in a bad mood or doesn’t feel well. And vice versa.
But in most cases, she will simply get into his pants and check how serious his intentions are.
Well, it depends on the situation.

Well, as for that girl, she didn’t get anywhere until her fourth year of university . And after finishing her fourth year, someone smart advised her to go to their university boarding house somewhere in the Sochi area. And he instructed how to behave. And most importantly, what not to do.
And in the end, without much consideration, they took her to some company on the seashore. They drank something there and had something to eat, and then went to sleep in the tents pitched right on the beach. And in this tent someone climbed on it. Remembering why she came here in the first place, she did not start a scandal and prepared for the worst.

But the one who climbed apparently turned out to be quite experienced in these matters and apparently had good health and, as a result, a good hard-on .
He carefully broke her virginity and then fucked her so thoroughly that she also had an orgasm.
Everything turned out to be not so terrible.
True, then in the morning she still didn’t I was able to figure out who fucked her. It seems awkward to ask. But none of the guys confessed.

Well, the fifth year for this girl was already completely different. As she later told herself jokingly, before her trip to the sea, studying at a university was black and white for her. And after the trip I became colored. Moreover, she told one interesting story about how she worked all summer in a construction team that was engaged in landscaping in the city.
And this construction team was settled in some school that was closed for the summer. And they slept there in the gym on the floor on mattresses. The construction team was very large. About five hundred people worked at different times in different places. Some on the night shift, some during the day, some in the evening. And that’s why all the windows in the gym were tightly curtained and it was constantly dark there.

And in the gym someone was always sleeping when they came from their shift. And at the school there was a canteen where people from this construction brigade were fed almost around the clock. And so she said that there in this gym the most free love flourished. That is, everyone there was from their own stream. There were no strangers. Everyone knew each other to one degree or another.
And coming to sleep in this gym after work, any guy could approach any girl.
In most cases, no one refused anyone. There weren’t any special orgies there, but there weren’t any scandals either. If someone really wanted to sleep, they would say that they wanted to sleep. And not because he didn’t want sex, but simply because he really wanted to sleep.

And as the girl said, the initiative came not only from the guys. And somewhere half and half. That is, in half the cases, the girls themselves wanted those they groped. And in most cases, in the dark, it wasn’t even entirely clear who the guy or girl was. And this is precisely what pinned and worried everyone. That is, you sleep like this and wake up with your penis in someone’s mouth. Or vice versa - a girl wakes up and there is a flood between her legs and someone is playing with her clitoris with his tongue.

Everything I am telling you is not my imagination. That’s all how it was. It’s just a time called studenthood. And which everyone remembers with warmth and joy.
And they don’t want to go into details. And then everyone who studied becomes moralists and messes with their children’s heads like ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssulatesese up up up up up off up and down their children’s heads.

[Antidroch]

What’s the last long post about? A wish for today’s young people to be free whores? They are not such fools. And they evaluate their pussy in a specific dimension. Gifts and money.

[Natural selection]

And so for six years.

And then someone asks here why my wife had such a spacious vagina even when we met her.
And here on the forum they answer him that this is an anatomical feature of different women.
That while all the virgins are narrow there, and then after the start of sexual activity, for some it is spacious, and for others it is not.

Although it seems to me that it is still spacious due to the fact that for six years in a row this vagina was polished by a huge number of the most varied-sized dicks.
But I think that even if a woman leads a regular life almost every day for six years, it’s unlikely that everything will be so broken up there.
I think that a spacious vagina still happens after some irreversible consequences.

Well, let’s say let’s go two girls with company guys to the dacha in a private house with a bathhouse. And they hung there for a week for some May holiday. And they were all young, in good health!
And they fermented all week without drying out. And accordingly they fucked the whole company of these two girls. They drank, fucked them, fell asleep, woke up, drank again and fucked them again.
Can this happen? Yes, easily!
I even attended a similar event a long time ago. The girls were not whores or prostitutes. Just ordinary girls. But you should have seen their genitals on the third day.
No, there was nothing rubbed there and everything was normal. But they were sooooo swollen.

But everyone was satisfied and happy, and the people continued to drink and then the people moved to the bathhouse on the site. And there they continued to fuck these girls.
And so I think that maybe after such sex marathons, maybe something irreversible happens to the vagina after which it loses the ability to return to its previous state again.

Look at people’s faces. Look at pictures of your parents. In their youth, their faces are not as puffy as they are now, and without bags under the eyes, and without sagging cheeks.
But simply during life, something happens to their faces. People either gain a lot of weight, or something else - and then bags appear under the eyes.
And you had to get enough sleep, you had to not gain excess weight.
Maybe it’s the same with the vagina? Maybe you shouldn’t have fucked five men for three days in a row?

[The passage]

What is the last long post about? A wish for today’s young people to be free whores? They are not such fools. And they evaluate their pussy in a specific dimension. Gifts and money.

And, you’re offended, right? Do you want to avoid courtship and financial costs?
Do you know how much time, effort and money you need to spend before a date to look beautiful?

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And so on for six years.

And then someone asks here why my wife had such a spacious vagina even when we met her.
And here on the forum they answer that this is such an anatomical feature of different women.
That they say that while all the virgins are all narrow there, and then after the start of sexual activity, for some it is spacious, while for others it is not.

Although it seems to me that it is still spacious due to the fact that it is six years old in a row, this vagina polished a huge number of the most varied-sized dicks.
But I think that even if a woman leads a regular life almost every day for six years, it is unlikely that everything will be so crushed.
I think that all the same a spacious vagina happens after some irreversible consequences.

Well, let’s say let’s go two girls with a group of guys to the dacha in a private house with a bathhouse. And they hung there for a week for some May holiday. And they were all young, in good health!
And they fermented all week without drying out. And accordingly they fucked the whole company of these two girls. They drank, fucked them, fell asleep, woke up, drank again and fucked them again.
Can this happen? Yes, easily!
I even attended a similar event a long time ago. The girls were not whores or prostitutes. Just ordinary girls. But you should have seen their genitals on the third day.
No, there was nothing rubbed there and everything was normal. But they were sooooo swollen.

But everyone was satisfied and happy, and the people continued to drink and then the people moved to the bathhouse on the site. And there they continued to fuck these girls.
And so I think that maybe after such sex marathons, maybe something irreversible happens to the vagina after which it loses the ability to return to its previous state again.

Look at people’s faces. Look at pictures of your parents. In their youth, their faces are not as puffy as they are now, and without bags under the eyes, and without sagging cheeks.
But simply during life, something happens to their faces. People either gain a lot of weight, or something else - and then bags appear under the eyes.
And you had to get enough sleep, you had to not gain excess weight.
Maybe it’s the same with the vagina? Maybe you shouldn’t have fucked five men for three days in a row?

Your wife has a spacious vagina because you have a small penis, and bags under the eyes are kidney problems. It’s not from lack of sleep. Most likely you abused alcohol.

[Antidroch]

No. I know that you have to pay for everything. An amateur gynecologist writes funny about the spacious vaginas of forty-year-olds. In my opinion, he exaggerates.

[The passage]

No. I know that you have to pay for everything. An amateur gynecologist writes funny about the spacious vaginas of forty-year-olds. In my opinion, he exaggerates.

I, I don’t know what he wants to say. His posts contradict each other. The first time he is against chastity, the second time he is against promiscuity.
Maybe he is trying to offend me by the fact that I have had many men? My body, my personal business.
I often criticize erogen here, but only the moderator there is terrible, and the administrator is a good woman and the atmosphere itself, the forum members, were very friendly. They even organize meetings for members of the forum regularly, and they constantly post photos. Both women and men. It was clear who you were talking to. Not here.
This is not accepted here, so it is not clear who is hiding behind the pictures from the Internet instead of the avoks.

[Hair shirt]

Nobody is trying to hurt anyone. And in general, where did you get the idea that we are talking specifically about you?
As they say, a thief’s cap is on fire.
I didn’t have you in mind at all and didn’t even have any thoughts, but you immediately got fired up for some reason.
Well, again, why describe yourself for so long. You could just throw your photo here, for that matter.
But all these descriptions are completely uninformative in my opinion. This is about the same as, say, describing the smell of raspberries.
You can do this as much as you like, but still no one will understand what it really smells like.

Then again, no There are ugly women. And even more so scary as you wrote"like a crocodile". Maybe this is how it is customary for women to evaluate each other, but among men there is no such practice to divide women into pretty and crocodiles. Men are more likely to divide women not by their appearance, but by other qualities. Well, let’s say a bitchy, or a stupid cunt, or just a bunny and a teddy bear.

[Antidroch]

Well, they presented themselves well. How much is a small one? I’m 176 cm. Small by today’s standards.

[Hair shirt]

bags under the eyes are problems with the kidneys. It’s not from lack of sleep. Most likely you abused alcohol.

This is a generally accepted opinion. What they say is thumping. And the bags under the eyes are kidneys. And the guy’s belly looks like it’s eight months old, it’s like an incorrect metabolism.
But I think in reality everything is much simpler. The belly is just someone eating like crazy and someone needs to start counting the calories they consume.
If the face is swollen, then you just need to start somehow taking care of your face, start getting enough sleep, try to lose weight.
nWell, there are some irreversible things like bags under the eyes, or a sagging neck and cheeks. Previously, you had to take care of yourself.

Well, in general, mostly puffy faces are simply due to excess weight and lack of sleep.
By and large, you can restore your appearance if you send a person for a year, say, somewhere in Thailand with paid accommodation. Regular meals, good sleep, swimming pool in the morning, swimming in the sea during the day, plenty of fresh fruit, quit smoking if you smoke, try not to drink often and definitely don’t get drunk.
And in six months you won’t recognize yourself in the mirror.