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<first-name>Имя автора</first-name>
<last-name>Фамилия автора</last-name>
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<book-title>Имя книги</book-title>
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<date>Дата</date>
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<program-used>Lib converter jcms</program-used>
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<title><p>Qo'shni qiz bilan</p>
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<section><p>Salom! Man usha paytda domga turardim. Qo'shnimiz kalitini biznikiga tashlab ketardi. Uni Oqila degan qizi bor edi 18 yosh. Qomati ketvorgan, kukraklari tikka , tarang edi. U ham goh kalit bergani yoki olgani kirardi biznikiga . Man uni qomatiga oshiq edim juda. U ham manga qiziqishini bilardim. Bir kuni u kollejdan kelib kalitni oldi mandan kalitni berish bohanasida Oqi ochilib ketibsanmi deb kalit bn qulini ushlab oldim shunda u hazillashmang deb qulini tortivoldi jilmayib. Man eshikni yopmay uni eshikini ochishini kuzatardim tugrirogi uni qomatini uni kukraklari , xipcha beli, shimda tarang sonlaridan kuzimni uzolmasdim. U mani nigohimdan uzini yuqotib eshikni ocholmasdi. Man yordam beriymi deb qulidan kalitni oldim va uni kukraklari kutarilib tushayotganini kurib oqila bn birga bulishi uyladim eshikni ochib berdim va kalitni uzatgandim u ham kalit bn qulimga tegib ketdi mani qonim kupirib uni quchog'imda tortim uni nozikkina beli dan quchoqlab buyniga lablarimni bosdim u quchoqimdan chiqishga urinardi (davomi bor)</p>
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