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Nikolai
“Swing your end around that way,” I instruct Oleg, who has the other side of the new sofa I just had delivered. I’m moving out of the penthouse suite and into an apartment on the floor below. Living upstairs was fine when it was only the six top cell members living together. It was a bachelor pad, and we lived like kings. But Ravil kidnapped the mother of his child and brought her there to live with us, and Maxim moved his unwilling bride, Sasha, in shortly after. Then Oleg had to bring his girlfriend Story to live with us to keep her safe. Now Pavel and Dima have both moved out of town to be with their girlfriends, so it left me as the only single guy swinging his d**k in the wind up there.
“Yeah, right there. Put it down.” The two of us simultaneously lower our ends to the f
