I was in session yesterday.
With Elena Andreevna became brazenly impudent. That's good. I touched her legs, almost a cunt. Grabing her breasts is a joke for me.
I sit at the table with her, and she pushes her hands away. Me again, she again. Then I move cold-bloodedly to Verochka and begin to feel her. She's happy;
Then I turn to Elena Andreevna. She humbled herself, and I led her insolently. He was ugly beyond measure.
Impressions change quickly. I can't write it down.
On the 2nd evening he went with Elena Andreevna to Verochka, in order to then go together to Ekaterina Nikolaevna. But it did not have to, so we sat at Verochka, guessed and went back.
We kissed, of course. I'm finally sick of it. I started inventing something new. I figured it out to feel, and put my hand behind Elena Andreevna's sinus in the pussy. I think she approved of it.
He invites you to tomorrow. Maybe we should fuck.
30.
Not much new. I grab the cunt Elena Andreevna, but this is not new.
It's a date tonight, but I don't want it at all.
Today I died in my sleep and thought that it was not as frightening as is commonly believed. But that's what I think in reality.