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Where do they just take these trees? Not in their own territory chopped.
Edick and I have been spoiled by idleness.
Being young professionals and working for only a few months, we still did not have time to make such good friends so that, like more experienced colleagues, we go around the whole plant with congratulatory visits throughout the plant.

From the room where our workplaces were located, we were also kicked out, because it was there that the women were bothering, preparing the table for all the engineering and technical workers.
By the way, we were also not allowed to this, although we honestly offered to help-file-cut-bring.
So we wandered around the workshop, looking at how the working class is gradually seated at its tables and tinkling with glasses, seeing off the old year.
Unfortunately, we could not afford it yet.
All of our management in the person of the shop manager and his deputy went to congratulate the general director, and without them it’s somehow not accepted to begin.
Finally our hour has come.
All of us, white-collar workers in the amount of twelve people, sat down at the table and prepared to listen to the first toast from the leader.
The manager told us about our labor achievements for a long time, thanked me, expressing hope for the improvement of quality and productivity in the new year.
In the end, everyone clapped together and finally drank at first.
Then it went easier, the speech of the deputy was about twice as short.
By the way, as a deputy, we have a woman, Marina Yurievna.
The aunt, as it should be in such a position, is harsh.
Although in appearance, when not swearing, it is quite nothing, despite the age of slightly over forty.
Well, except that plump slightly.

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After the fifth glass of speech ran out.
Each poured and drank with neighbors as needed.
– Zdra-aaa welcome, dear comrades! – There was a thundering voice from the door.
Everything is quiet.
The real Santa Claus stood in the doorway.
In a red sheepskin coat and with a white beard from cotton wool.
Snow Maiden peeking out from behind her shoulder.
– Fuck.
– Edik whispered – In this factory there is nothing else.
Look, costumes of Frost and Snow Maiden even found! – You better tell me who they are? – I asked.
– Well, the Snow Maiden is our Marina, our deputy! Did not find out? I looked.
Right, she is! When did she change her clothes? It seems that just was here.
– A grandfather who? “Grandfather is Mihalych, you know him.”
Mikhalych was a remarkable person – under two meters tall, dense, always with a suspiciously red nose.
– Edik, and how did you recognize him? Can you see only a fur coat, hat, beard and mustache? – Elementary Watson! By voice! Where else have you heard that? I had to agree.
Meanwhile, the fun with the arrival of these characters grew.
Mikhalych turned out to be a born mass-artist, Marina, too, did not lag behind.
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it our duty to take a picture with them, and then drink.
Father Frost swallowed vodka, not noticing, but Snow Maiden clearly went over.
– In all.
– she mumbled in a strangled tongue – I don’t drink anymore.
I’ll go p-n-change, hot something in this sh-shuba.
Swaying, she headed for the door, where she tripped on the threshold and nearly fell.
– You guys are staring? Help her, take her to the office.
– pushed us boss.
I didn’t want to mess with the drunken aunt, but the order is an order.
Catching up under the arms, we dragged her forward.
In the office, they carefully sat on a chair and got ready to leave.
– Lech, and she did not poploheet alone? – asked Eddie.
I turned around.
Marina was sitting in the same pose, lounging.
The head was thrown back, a hat with a heap of tinsel slid to the side, the fur coat slightly bulged, the round knees parted to the sides, showing full hips, stretching into alluring darkness.
“And her legs have nothing.”
– Yes? – Edik, without ceremony, sat down in front of her and slightly raised the floor of her fur coat.
From a slightly opened spectacle I got up, heated by the vapor of alcohol.
Edik, it seems, too.
Running his finger on the inside of the thigh, he clicked his tongue, returned to me and whispered: “Lech, but let’s fuck her ?!” She won’t even notice it now! And tomorrow and in general will not remember anything! Rus sex online.

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