North looked at the cream-colored piece of cardboard, and with trembling fingers slipped a card into the inside pocket of his coat. - Are you sure it does not touch you? Do not be intimidated? - No, absolutely not. Just looked a little strange. But he behaved quite gentlemanly. What? - Oh, God, Wee! - North Octavia impulsively attracted to her, seeking her lips her lips. Instinct told her not to resist, and she did not argue and protest when the North started her couch and eagerly pulled up her skirt. Octavia obeyed, and he raised, arranged it on the carved back. In order not to lose balance, Octavia, not breaking the kiss, put her legs around the waist North.