Sextamil.
You are my God, just as a gift is sent. Like an angel in the flesh.
We otpili sip. Then another. Then again.
I threw the empty bottle into the window. We tipsy.
Zoya gently laid her head on my chest. I kissed her lush hair and buried his face in them all.
Touching her cheek, I felt that it is wet. Zoe cried.
– Zoyatchka, do not cry! – I covered her face, neck, chest kisses. – Zoyatchka! Sextamil.
