My dears, my father and Sanya, I have finally found happiness after many years of misery, grief and tears. I married a foreigner, live with my children abroad, have a large spacious house. My husband, like you, is very protective of me. I’m happy, really free at last. I came to what I wanted. Here, in a foreign country, I found what my small homeland in Russia took away from me. This country has given me success and prosperity.
My dears, it bothers me that you left this world with concern for me. So I decided to write a book for you about what has happened to me since my detention. I haven’t told you about my experiences, fears, or feelings. I would like to assuage your concerns about me.
My husband and I had a five-room spacious house. There are lots of flowers in the living room, and my office is filled with books, just like in my parents ' house. Recently purchased an interesting book «How to succeed», which lies on the dresser next to the bed. I can’t read it, I don’t have time, I’m busy working, attending a seminar on tourism and creating a project.
My husband Sanya with discontent and love says to me:
– You know that today you missed fitness, I arrange for you to have a fitness center and a pool near your house, and you start skipping classes. You’ll soon be living at work.
I don’t say anything, but he keeps talking.
– I found you some good books about the nature of the Republic, and I signed you up for ballroom dancing. You’ve wanted this for a long time. Classes are held two days a week, Wednesday and Saturday.
I looked at him, frowning.
«I don’t know, but you can decide on the time, my dear.
– Did you call the vet for dick?» How does he feel?
– Why do we need a veterinarian…
Sanya is in a dressing gown, still wet from the shower, shaved, the smell of his Cologne wafts to me, Oh, how delicious. Both dick and my husband sit next to each other and watch as I undress to go to the shower.
– … everything is fine with us, the vomiting has stopped. Did you call the kids?
«Yes, they’re all right.
Dick-breed dog, pitch black, big, beautiful. He is part of our family, and we adore him. I washed, smeared my body with delicious oil, a towel on my head, I do not like to blow-dry my hair, it spoils. She put on a gold lace negligee. I go into the bedroom, my husband is already waiting for me in bed. A sweet shiver runs through my body from the anticipation of the upcoming pleasures. I sat down in front of the mirror and started putting cream on my face and hands.
With Sania, we lived in a civil marriage for 10 years. For some reason, I could not divorce my legal spouse until my youngest daughter was of age. Sledge and I were very fond of each other and looked beautiful. Sanya is Russian, ten years older than me, tall, slender, light hair, blue eyes, straight nose. From his appearance, lifestyle, and mind, you can imagine an Imperial officer. He really was an officer, an engineer of military construction, graduated from the Suvorov school and military Academy. In Afghanistan, I was wounded in the leg, so I walked with a cane. The slender bamboo cane looked elegant in his hands.