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You are sitting on a folding chair at the table. You are considering a modest breakfast with an owl. Two girls are standing in different corners of the red-colored kitchen. One in elegant pajamas with peppers. The second is what she fell asleep in on the eve of the night – a crumpled skirt with a thin blouse showing through her body. Merry looked sloppy but very cute with her disheveled short haircut.

"Mary, we got really drunk yesterday. I'm not sure I remember everything well," you feel insecure sitting down and don't like being looked at from top to bottom. To get rid of this feeling, you get up from the table to go to the window and take a breath of fresh air. That's better. You turn your back to the window. The whole kitchen and everyone present are in your field of vision. You don't know where to put your hands and cross them on your chest so that they don't hang out just like that. "I wouldn't want to upload my nude photos anywhere. I thought it was all a joke. And I wanted Mary to like me. That's why I agreed. But I won't let you upload your photos somewhere."

"I wasn't going to. I just wanted to try out a new drunken shooting technique," Mary said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about it," she consoled you

"Well, that's it…And by the way, I've been trying to edit your pictures all morning. So I insist, at least, that you look at them. It turned out cool!" said Alice with the intonation of a child who would like to play with his eternally tired parents.

"I would definitely like to see what happened, but first of all I would like a cup of coffee and a wash, if you allow, and more…Mary did you call me boyfriend?"

"Yes. I'm not mistaken, am I?" Mary answered slowly

"Of course not! I'm just glad! And I also like how it sounds" Your smile stretched all over your face.

You would really like to stand next to Mary right now to hug and kiss her, but instead you head to the bathroom for a more detailed cleaning of the signs of a hangover.

You were given a clean towel and an unopened toothbrush, which is lying somewhere in the bathroom of almost all people just in case. Water always cleanses, refreshes and makes you a little calmer.

Mary also cleaned up.

You have been given a fresh sweatshirt from Mary's wardrobe in pink with a pug print on the chest. The doggie seemed to you too cute for your bristly face. However, the girls liked this contrast. You were just glad to have clothes that didn't smell of alcohol.

The coffee was ready. Two mugs were smoking on the table, next to the laptop. Alice was looking forward to your readiness to start the show and finally the time has come…

You are watching a series of 34 pictures. This story begins in a poorly lit room. A warm semicircle of light takes exactly half of the frame, the rest is absorbed by the semi-darkness of the moonlit night that oozes out of the open window. On the edge of this night, the main character forces, whose eyes full of hope glow from a light source. He shyly swings the body in different directions, as if trying to relearn how to control his body. He walks slowly towards the filming point. Each of his actions is immortalized by a new photo. He slowly unbuttons his shirt. Then trousers. His nature was visible more and more clearly. The frames are getting closer. This set ends with a close-up photo of an erect shuttle "in profile".

"Wow," Mary says, "it turned out better than I thought!"

"And I don't really have the words. I'm shocked. These are for your information my first photos in the last year."

"Pay attention to this picture" Alice opened the desired photo. You stand with a look full of passion. From the glass of the open window in the background, you can see the reflection of Mary herself. "See how cool it turned out! It's a bomb! I was already thinking where it could be posted and..."

"We won't post it," you repeat once again. " I agree these are good pictures. Mary even managed to find the right angle to hide all my full sides. And my respect to your skill, dear!" you smile looking into Mary's eyes.

"How nice. Thank you. It's a pity, of course, that you won't let me post your photos, they would serve as a good portfolio for me. But I respect your decision." she replied

"And so what are your plans for the day, girls? Maybe threesom? ..." suddenly you blurt out to yourself ...

"I agree only if you let us post your photos!" Alice immediately answers with a playful smile and sparkling eyes.

"Uhm..." says Mary, but decides to play along with Alice, "If you don't mind posting a photo. I'm not against a threesome."

"This is blackmail!"

"No, this is a fair deal," Alice protests

"I have to think" These pictures can be seen by the whole world... Not a bad fee for a threesome…Or is it bad? Am I a good person? Your thoughts are suddenly pierced by a single one. "I was without a condom yesterday. I wouldn't want children yet. Should we be worried?"

"Not at all. I rarely have sex lately. And for some reason, men rarely have contraceptives with them. Which is very irresponsible. So I have an emergency contraception pill in store just in case. It works right away."

"One less worry," you thought.

YOUR ACTIONS…