Novels by Evgenia Parisiena

PeterWe have been preparing for this conference for a whole year. It took too much effort and patience. I can not screw up in front of the rector, his reputation is most important. The door to the audience opens, and Vasily Ignatievich and the Commission take their seats." And this is our teacher Peter Alexandrovich, he is the best in his business! And today he will present you his unique method, which he has been practicing with his students for the third year!"I even got a second wind, he's so cute, if these people knew that he is still the devil who fucked two innocent girls yesterday. But such perversions give pleasure to the true scoundrel.They open their diaries, and

PeterI'm on my way to the club to discuss all the details. Soon the rector's birthday will take place, we need to arrange a crazy holiday with all the charms. I enter the building, and the administrator immediately approaches me." Hi. Which bitches do you prefer today?" he asked, knowing the purpose of my visit to this ill-fated place."I want the best sluts!" You want to impress me? I want to see them! "I sit down at the bar and order a glass of whiskey, first there is a red-haired girl, she is all scared to death, which this scoundrel explains."Ala is

ZhenyaAnother second and I will faint from his gaze, a strange warmth appears in the bottom of my stomach, and it seems that he notices my excitement."Sinitsina! Take off your blouse, I'll check your cheat sheet myself! " his lips are coming closer, and I'm afraid he's going to kiss me." Peter Alexandrovich!" This was the voice of the Latin teacher, I see that the scoundrel is displeased, and he look at me with hatred."Go write a test, consider yourself lucky! " he leaves the office, and I try to catch my breath. I walk into the audience

Zhenya"I don't know. They may be his victims. He is definitely a fan of perverted sex!"" Awesome! It is necessary to tell Ksenia!" she went to the mirror, and I began to surf the Internet, it turns out that he is a very popular person.And in all the photos with women. On one site, I found the same photo with five girls, it said that two years ago they became the best students in the linguistics department and went to Paris. And then at the end of the page, the address of a firm where students were offered to work. I write off the phone number and go out into the corridor, not wanting others to hear my con

"Shout louder, stupid blonde! First, let's start with the test, I'm waiting for the notebook, " it seems that it is impossible to make him angry. He had already won safely. I hand him the executed work, and he grins maliciously."Sit down, Sinitsina, do not look at your teacher like that! This is indecent! "My cheeks turn red, and I move away from him to a safe distance, my heart about to jump out of my chest. I sat up all night working on this test. As a strict teacher, he looks at each line, and when his eyes stop on the last sentence, he is ready to give a grade. I wait for the coveted five, but uselessly."Four? Why? I decided everything correctly!" I am outraged to the limit, at which he raises the pen to his lips, and runs his tongue over it. I feel a strange warmth in the pit of my stomach, and he seems to be deliberately

ZhenyaI close my eyes and hide behind Dimitri, maybe the monster won't notice me. Peter appears on the doorstep in a tight t-shirt and torn jeans. It looks like he's going for a walk." Dima, what is the reason for such an urgent visit?" His hoarse voice already scared me, I try to hold my breath, so as not to create an unnecessary rustle." Your student wrote a test! Zhenya Sinitsina, she needs to correct a bad grade!"And then I look out from behind the teacher's broad back, and immediately freeze. Pyotr Alexandrovich's evil eyes had already buried me, he was probably doing very important things, and then we

It's been 3 years...Alex"Pepi, how long will I be waiting for you? I'm actually late for work! Pepi, I'll punish you and you don't watch cartoons for a week! Heck!" I swore to find her.I had to run to the first floor, in the living room. Our little Princess is obsessed with the cartoon Rapunzel. I have a towel to hand. Yes, I'm a real mom.

"Did you see where he ran? He stole my tablet!"" Right over there on the corner. Hey, slug, do you know who you're messing with? Stop!"" Den, come on, we won't catch up with him, you know what these street kids are dodgers!"" No, well, I only turned away for five minutes! Okay, tomorrow I'll tell all of our people to follow the bitch.""Come on, it's raining! Morning is wiser than evening."The fifteen-year-old boy listened to their conversation, and he clutched to his chest the tablet that he had so successfully stolen in the cafe. It's common, before there were only mobile phones, but now it's time to take the expensive trinkets. He can't catch his breath, he's hiding near the trash cans, and it stinks in here. It's hard to catch your breath, cold, nasty drops trickle down your face, as if you feel like this piece of garbage. It's time to get out of here.Alex&n