Double Penetration

I had been working in the agency for several months. And by the nature of my work, I had to meet with different people and in different environments. Some were funny, others not very good, and still others weird. I no longer paid much attention to all that. Delivered the package, handed it in and went away.

Old acquaintances from my clients sometimes invited me to visit, but I, as a rule, refused. Although, in principle, it was possible, I did not burn with desire for that.

One day, I was handed a package and told to deliver it to the specified address. I walked there lightly. I was in a great mood, and it was a wonderful day. Going to the house that was listed in the delivery, I found the right door and knocked.

A young handsome guy opened the door for me and greeted me. He immediately looked me up and down and smiled. He invited me into the apartment and closed the door behind me. I handed him the package. I also managed to notice that another black-haired young guy was sitting in the next room. He, noticing me, smiled and waved his hand. I answered with a waive.

They both seemed to me too strange, like junkies. I would never have paid attention to men so thin and nondescript...

But that day gave me a surprise that I never expected. Perhaps my headache was the cause. In the morning, for some reason, my temples were squeezing, and, as luck would have it, I didn't take any analgesics with me.

pain, but I just realized that I could not go further.

me some strong pain reliever and bring a glass of water. The guys somehow talked and laughed about something for a long

a pill, after all, you can run into the pharmacy and buy it there. And you can buy

at the pharmacy. If there is no medicine or you need to look for it, then it is not necessary.” I

in our apartment, but the neighbor will come in literally in a minute, I already called him, he has such pills that you won't

for some neighbor. What is this nonsense? But out of goddamn politeness, I stayed. Although it was necessary to turn around and

for him. After a few long minutes, he brought me a glass of cold water. I drank it in one gulp, it turned out I was really thirsty! The doorbell rang and some homeless-looking man, unshaven and unkempt, in wrinkled and slightly torn home clothes brought a pill. It was

minute!” The homeless-looking neighbor answered with

I was surprised, remembering how I usually suffer for half an hour, lying in bed, until the pill finally works

are special pills." The neighbor