I cleaned the archives yesterday and stumbled upon a text file, where I once pulled phrases from the archive of the AIDS-info newspaper (remember?)
There is a rubric like: "Pearls from readers' letters."
So:

My dream is to meet a man who is serious in the sense of drinking and women.

I wanted to refuse Oleg, but I could not, because I had already been lying in his bed for a long time, moreover, naked.

Tanyuha and I went to the sauna with the guys, and in the end we washed and soared all night.

We bet on the “thing” that he didn’t have Lisa, but she still surrendered to him. Money probably divided in half.

It turns out that the gossip that I have enuresis was spread by a neighbor with whom we were barely familiar. She is not even from our site - she lives a floor below.

After all, I left him - in the costume of Adam.

We made love, but suddenly he got up, dressed silently and left. Could you explain why this could happen to a man?

I'm just tired of this relationship, and bed is not the main thing for me. It is possible in the end and standing.

Lenka has seven Fridays a week, but I have no fool to have sex.

We kissed, hugged, then had sex all night, and in the morning did IT!

Smiling embarrassedly, he approached me, despite my face.

Masha is small, nimble, with a strange crest on her head; making a blowjob, she reminds me of a woodpecker at work.

Her breasts flew over me like balloons.

We met in the bathhouse. Where two more beautiful and lonely people can immediately notice: are they suitable for each other or not.

Looking at Borya, I feel how the egg begins to move there, inside.

Kostya is such a busy person that all our dates took place in his car, and he taxied, and I gave him a blow on the go. For a couple of months I traveled all over Moscow, but, except for his member, I did not see anything.

The sister and husband behind the wall moan terribly at night; in the end, I could not restrain myself, began to knock, and in the morning my sister told me to knock louder - this excites them.

During my studies at the institute, I mastered all types of sex. And now the institute is behind, I will soon work in my specialty.

He left me for a woman who is older than me and even worse.

I did not waste my feelings, although I was married three times, and this is a big problem for me and others.

Petya is a professional balalaika musician, and during sex he is best at hand.

In the rest house behind the wall lived, as they said, a poet and a poetess. At night it seemed to us that they even groan, observing the rhythm and size.

Two-to-two group sex is top class, especially without women.

I surrendered to him all night, but it never came to sex.

Pavlik tortured how many men I had; I said four. As for the amount, I did not lie, but I kept silent that I went to bed with four at once.

Already that night I have been dreaming of the same man. He walks through the garden - without panties, but with a hat ... I start to think that I am a pervert. Although, if you look, a pervert is him.

At first I was not afraid, but when he took off his underpants and I saw his huge anus, I felt uneasy.

We sat peacefully on the couch and watched a family photo album, but suddenly Victor started kissing me between my legs.

We happily survived the blowjob, the first in the life of Irochka. That was joyful tears and fun.

When I did Edika's blowjob, he said that Irka was doing it cooler. I said nothing, gritting my teeth.

Having made Pavlik a blowjob, I realized that I fell in love.

The husband says that I am "weak in the front." And he certainly does not have a mistress, but there are more and more male friends. I think - maybe he is "rather weak on the backside"?

After a stormy night with Gosha, when he left, such a void formed in my soul that I ate a whole pot of soup.

Then Igor declared "the night of free love." Everyone broke into pairs and went into rooms, and I was left alone in a cot. What kind of freedom is this?

She opened her robe, and there - all without anything.

I tried to have sex with Anya in water - nothing worked. She pops up all the time.

When Ira and I were lying in bed, her husband came in. I was numb with horror, but he only laughed and left ... I don’t know why, but since then Ira and I do not want each other at all.

I am 13 years old, I live, like all the girls in my years: discos, wine, group people.

The son looked at the orangutan for a long time and suddenly asked: "Why didn’t dad go to the zoo with us?"

I take sex seriously, I cheated on my husband only twice: with my boss and with some drunk.

It seems that they spoiled me: only state employees like me.

And we make love slowly with him, like two turtles.

Since childhood, I dreamed of becoming a woman, and when I decided, it was too late.

No matter how I tried to get rid of this complex, nothing happens. As soon as I see a handsome guy, I immediately fall as a slant on my back.

For a long time I looked at all his tattoos, correcting grammatical errors.

Most of all I like buttocks in it. Who would paint a portrait from them.

I tried to get drunk, but even a drunken woman nobody wanted to use.

I was so sad and sad that Mitya immediately began to console me as best he could. And he could only twice.

It didn’t taste so disgusting on the palate, like beer. But after I still swallowed a slice of lemon, beingware of an ectopic pregnancy.

My boyfriend often calls me a tantrum. I was already threatening to jump out the window, and Lech was arguing. Well, how to make him not call names? Open the veins, or what?

When you don’t give Dima, he sobs to the floor and starts banging his legs. Stupid, funny, disgusting, but in the end you give. Do not want, but give.

I started to fuck at the age of 14, and finished only at 25.

Why did I go to him then? I do not know. Why stayed overnight? I still do not understand. When he called, she agreed for some reason. What for? It’s not clear ... What kind of a life is so funny.

Kolya's penis is small and pale, like a dumpling.

In bed with Alyosha I felt so good that I screamed and moaned until my mind became confused.

On Masha there were 10 cm of clothes, on me even less.

Then all night we indulged in unbridled passion in all its diversity and sophistication in its hearth.

But at the moment when everything was supposed to happen, my penis backed up.

Instead of words of love, I heard three loud letters.

Fans of Masha, I gradually began to beat. He did one, then the second, and the third puzzled me. Wiping the blood, he said: "You will not kill everyone."

On October 25, a trial will be held in Nizhny Novgorod in the case of Anatoly Moskvin, whom the media dubbed a puppeteer: he is accused of abuse of children's bodies. A few years ago, 26 “dolls” made from mummified corpses of little girls were found in the apartment of a necropolitan scientist (local historian, specialist in the study of burials). Recently, in Nizhny Novgorod, they reported on the possible release of Moskvin, who is undergoing compulsory treatment. In September, doctors at a psychiatric hospital where a necropolitan is being held sent a petition to the prosecutor to transfer him to outpatient treatment. According to doctors, the patient is in a state of persistent remission. The shocking story of the Nizhny Novgorod puppeteer remembered.

Warning

The editors of Lenta.ru are aware that everything described below may shock readers. This text is in no way aimed at promoting asocial behavior. Its purpose is to warn readers about the possibility of such crimes and protect them from danger.

Patient in love

Having received the petition, the prosecutor's office demanded an examination, which would establish whether Moskvin is safe for society. If the examination is ready on October 25, the court will be able to decide on the same day to change the coercive measures of a medical nature. The court noted that the meeting will be held behind closed doors, as it will disclose data constituting medical confidentiality.

Anatoly Moskvin has been undergoing compulsory treatment since 2012. He was sent there by court order: a psychiatric examination showed that a man suffers from a mental disorder in the form of paranoid schizophrenia, which means that he cannot be aware of the actual nature and social danger of his actions.

All these years, elderly parents, his lawyer and bride have visited Moskvin. A friend, according to a source from Lenta.ru, appeared at the necropolist after his placement in the hospital: she learned the story of Moskvin from the Internet, became interested and came from the Moscow Region to Nizhny Novgorod. There she met with Moskvin's parents and began to visit him in the hospital.

The girl graduated from the philology department, but preferred a more creative profession to work at school. She makes handmade jewelry, helps her fiancé’s family in every way and pays for his lawyer. It is possible that it was her appearance that positively affected Moskvin's condition: he began to make plans for the future. True, perhaps not in Nizhny Novgorod. According to friends, after discharge, the couple plans to move to another city.

“Even the stench went down the street”

The story of Anatoly Moskvin thundered throughout the country in November 2011. Police officers found 26 dolls in the necropolist’s apartment, which turned out to be the bodies of dead girls. For ten years, Moskvin dug them in cemeteries in different regions of the region, and then dried them using a special solution of salt and soda.

“On the day of his arrest, many journalists worked near the house, we were not allowed inside, but we saw puppets being taken out of the apartment,” Nizhny Novgorod journalist Kira Lanovskaya told Lente.ru. - They looked like rag, sheathed in fabric. They write that there was no smell in the apartment, but this is not so: even some stench went down the street. As if you are going up to the attic, and there is an old chest, the smell of damp with a rotten admixture, something like that. ”

According to her, one of the witnesses, who was in Moskvin’s room filled with dolls, fainted and she had nosebleeds. After the woman came to, she began to hysteria.

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Phrases from the archive of the AIDS-Info newspaper (remember?) There is a rubric like: "Pearls from readers' letters"

During my studies at the institute, I mastered all types of sex. And now the institute is behind, I will soon work in my specialty.

He left me for a woman who is older than me and even worse.

I did not waste my feelings, although I was married three times, and this is a big problem for me and others.

Petya is a professional balalaika musician, and during sex he is best at hand.

In the rest house behind the wall lived, as they said, a poet and a poetess. At night it seemed to us that they even groan, observing the rhythm and size.

Two-to-two group sex is top class, especially without women.

I surrendered to him all night, but it never came to sex.

Pavlik tried how many men I had; I said four. As for the number, I did not lie, but I kept silence that I immediately went to bed with four.

Already that night I have been dreaming of the same man. They walk across the square - without panties, but in a hat ... I begin to think that I am a pervert. Although, if you look, a pervert is him.

At first I was not afraid, but when he took off his underpants and I saw his huge anus, I felt uneasy.

We sat peacefully on the couch and watched a family photo album, but suddenly Victor started kissing me between my legs.

We happily survived the blowjob, the first in the life of Irochka. That was joyful tears and fun.

When I did Edika's blowjob, he said that Irka was doing it cooler. I said nothing, gritting my teeth.
My dream is to meet a man who is serious in the sense of drinking and women.