There were white dogs and black dogs in the garden. There were also white dog houses and black dog houses.
Somehow the white dog was a good dog, the black dog was a bad dog.
Anyway, here is a mountain villa.
I can think only as a cooperative boarding house, but if I argue that the owner is a mountain villa, I can not afford to admit to the guest.
It is divided into two rooms on the left and right.
The room on the right is my own. The room on the left is of a young woman.
While cooking self-catering in the central cooking stadium, we stayed as others.
One day a young man came.
She seemed to know a woman in the left room. I can hear lively voices.
"How old were you?" "I am 19 years old"
By the way, I heard that she was attacked by a molester, talking with a police officer.
"What is your age?" "I am 22 years old"
In other words, she has different attitudes and different age when the other party is different.
"Hey, you,"
I was washing the dishes with a sink of a cooking stove, the young man came to me.
"Because you're wearing such gaudy pajamas, will not I look somewhat like that?"
Indeed, I am wearing flashy pajamas. On the other hand, the partner is a plain pajamas.
But that is what it is.
Summer cumulonimbus clouds are visible from the open window. I am stung up with a stomach.
I caught sight of his nape and gazed at him. "Do not be silly!"
I intended to keep it in mind, but as I am not used to tempered everyday, my voice is reversed to the point of being uncomfortable.
Still, he seems to have noticed fearfully whether he is weak.
At that time, the woman appeared in the kitchen with running fast.
Whether she does not notice or disregard it, she is in a naked apron, with her white skin back facing here, silently opens the door of the common refrigerator.
The head of the whole pig could be seen from the gap i n her under armpit.
Both eyes that opened.
A moment of a quiet afternoon where nothing happens.
Whether both white dogs and black dogs are sleeping, it does not bark at all.