Reth♥
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The woman took his hand in hers and examined his fingers for a long time. A thin, almost feminine, wrist, long fingers, prominent blue veins …
— I miss everything I’ve done before, — he admitted. — But perhaps I should have lost everything to find something else?He pressed his lips to the woman’s palm. Then he looked up at her and said thoughtfully:
— You know, I’d rather think that Object invented everything to get me… because I can not accept it. Not now. I’m a sharper and now I’m once again smoozy.
— You are a stupid boy, — whispered the woman.
The young man drew a woman to him, covering her lips with a kiss.
*Let the boy. Let her call me that. How much I need you, Reth! And, when I kiss you, I do not regret a bit about my past life. I think I love you, Reth. Do I have the guts to tell you this in person?*
End of part one.
I’ll take little break from story, but hope come back soon.
Спасибо, Катюш!😊
Как Кло эти длинные волосы идут!😍
The woman took his hand in hers and examined his fingers for a long time. A thin, almost feminine, wrist, long fingers, prominent blue veins …
— I miss everything I’ve done before, — he admitted. — But perhaps I should have lost everything to find something else?He pressed his lips to the woman’s palm. Then he looked up at her and said thoughtfully:
— You know, I’d rather think that Object invented everything to get me… because I can not accept it. Not now. I’m a sharper and now I’m once again smoozy.
— You are a stupid boy, — whispered the woman.
The young man drew a woman to him, covering her lips with a kiss.
*Let the boy. Let her call me that. How much I need you, Reth! And, when I kiss you, I do not regret a bit about my past life. I think I love you, Reth. Do I have the guts to tell you this in person?*
End of part one.
I’ll take little break from story, but hope come back soon.
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You may like my other random story poses
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How to use:
You need Pose Player and Teleport Any Sim
Check my other poses♥ [CLICK!]
The woman paused, then asked:
— Object, she told you everything? I’m
sorry, I knew everything, but did not tell you anything — you and
Object should have been able to figure it out yourself.Gambler nodded and straightened his back.
— You know, I do not remember my mother at all.The memories were rubbed off and I can not even say how she looked. And almost never at home. Now I understand that I did not need her, and she was imposed to me in the most crude way. But she did not abandon me and for this I am grateful to her. Although, maybe it would be better for me to live in an orphanage…
— The
only thing I remember well from my childhood is how the neighbor old
lady went out onto the balcony and read books all day. I
also went out onto the balcony and, sitting behind the wall, listened
to her all day long… sometimes it seemed to me that she was reading
specifically for me, but this, of course, is stupid.— And then I had my dices. How, where from? I do not remember. But I liked throwing them and seeing how the six always fall out. And I did not know then and I do not know now how it turns out for me.
— When Henry took me, an amazing world of gambling was opened in front of me. I liked it, Reth! I realized that I did not need anything else — I was born a sharper, a sharper and I would die. Of course, I was often beaten, because no one likes to be deceived, tried to kill a couple of times, but I got out. I’m a lucky bastard.
Gambler jumped up his hands and then dropped them to his knees lifelessly.
Young Lavissa.
I can’t wait for the moment when she really will grow
. (It’s just test save)
He left Object’s room and sat on the sofa. Who is he? Just a good part of the experiment? What was the Object for all these years with the realization that it was created specifically? And how now to live with him?
He threw his head back against the handle of the sofa. He is a human? Or, as Object, not really?
The door creaked and Reth stepped out of her bedroom. He did not react to the woman, even when she bent over him and gently pulled the hair off his face.
— Gambler, can you hear me?
He looked into her eyes and asked:
— Reth, who am I?






















































