About the book: 2018 / Dima read or saw the thoughts on my face, because he took one hand away from the vegetables and grabbed my butt with it, pushing me closer to him . But I didn’t resist when they kissed me behind my ear, and when my hand, feeling my hips, hidden only by my shorts, moved along my waist to my chest and squeezed, I didn’t resist at all. Not a bit! In addition, I didn’t forget one moment - the man had a knife in his right hand!!! I stroked Dima’s chin with my fingers and felt a light stubble. He hadn’t shaved for a couple of days, which immediately made him seem “grown up,” menacing, a typical bandit from action movies, all that was left was a cigarette in his teeth and the smell of fumes to add. “Purrr,” she mewed invitingly, closing her eyes. “The kitty... needs... to be torn off!” — I heard the roar not of a cat in my ear, but rather of an animal. Trilogy. Book 3.WARNING! Book file - Draft. Not proofread. There are errors, typos, and incorrect punctuation marks..