Fragments of text highlighted in italics, written by my faithful friend - the matchless lover - the full coauthor Alena.

The correspondence with Alena resumed almost immediately after my return to Ensk. There was a debriefing why Alena did not agree to an intimate meeting.
- I do not like men shorter than me.
- Who is shorter? I suppose she was wearing heels. I did not think so, I would say the opposite, you are a couple of cm below.
- I do not like smoking men.
- I do not promise to quit. But if it comes to our meeting, you will not feel that I smoke.
- You are too formally kept, I did not notice the interest in me as a woman. You only once flashed your eyes.
- I do not pounce on women in public places. Yes, and in solitude, usually everything happens smoothly and gradually. And when my eyes flashed? When near the crossing did I kiss you?
- Not. You told me something with enthusiasm, and suddenly you looked up and soooo looked at me: both gently and passionately at the same time.
(Here is a cheat! Deciphered mental fuck with the assistants, waitresses)

Shortly after becoming acquainted with DD, I decided to use the advice of readers and find a lover in Moscow. And How? All the men in my not too extensive personal life appeared by themselves, well, or by the will of fate)))) Here DD has provided and continues to provide me with invaluable support and care. He advised me a lot, from choosing a dating site and ending with specific situations where I did not understand the behavior of men. Thank you, dear, for this time you have become my friend! But now is not about that.

Our conversations, of course, very often related to the topic of sex. The DD tactic was extremely simple: as he left with the words that on his next visit we would definitely get to sex, he continued for several months. But it worked))))) And I resigned myself to the fact that sometimes sex can be disposable, unpromising-friendly.)))))))

Began to discuss the future of sex. We caught some special thrill in discussing the details and searching the options, although there was no Wirth. We injected and tasted the atmosphere of foreboding ... I wanted to do everything slowly, gently, to show each other everything that we know, we can ...

It happened quite by chance that I could not spend the night at home, so it was decided to rent an apartment. DD found two options on the internet not far from my house, rang, I could only go in and leave a deposit.

Meeting day evening

- Alena, I will be free by 20–00.
- This means you will be in place in two hours only. That store, about which I wrote to you, will already be closed.
- I am very uncomfortable, but I want to ask you. Maybe you yourself buy wine, fruit and what else do you want?
- Here are the men go! They'll take off their apartment, buy food products, humor all night, and in the morning they won't even say “thank you”, they will leave and forget.
- They will say, they will say, Alyonushka! And they will never forget.

On the way to the meeting place

- I bought everything I needed. I think about dinner. You and I will obviously be little wine and fruit.
- There are no places nearby where you can order pizza or grilled chicken or something like that?
- We'll find no problem. You come to the hostess for the keys, don't wait for me. I have already lit up enough there in recent days.
- Of course, do not worry. I, consider, already reached. I will not wait for minibuses, and on foot reluctant to go. Take a taxi. In 10 minutes I will be there. Anything else you need?
- Buy mineral water without gas. Do you have condoms?
- Yes.

A meeting

And now, finally, having settled safely all the formalities with the landlady, pledge and receipts, I hear Alyonkin’s voice first in the cell phone, then the intercom, and soon after the last call, the doorbell rings. I open it. Alyonushka, loaded with packages, leaves the impression rather of her husband returning home after a hard day’s work, who should first feed her husband, who is waiting for her, than a mistress going to a romantic date. However, devils in her eyes jump like that, and through efficiency and preoccupation with the technical parameters of the meeting, the joy and contentment of themselves, I, with us, rush to the surface. After all, they managed, despite many circumstances, to organize our meeting, to meet in a calm atmosphere, to provide each other with the maximum possible meeting duration.

Here he is right. It was a busy week than ever. I managed to jump home, and in the plans I had to change my jeans for something more feminine. But there was no strength. And I decided that it would do. The range and quality of fruit in the store near the rented apartment, to put it mildly, left much to be desired, so I had to take too much, in reserve, just in case something was completely inedible. In general, I felt like a hostess, which circumstances prevent me from adequately receiving a guest)))))))

Still not carrying packages to the kitchen, but putting them on the bedside table in the hallway, I say:
- I have to kiss you. Here and now. Otherwise, I can not vouch for myself.
- Kiss!

What affectionate lips Alyonushki! And sweet tongue! And pure breath! And silk hair! And the delicate skin under them is on the neck! And on the back and sides under the batten topic, too! And what is this so rude? Jeans fabric on a smart ass? Well, down with her! Clap, I get my hands on it, and the kiss ends there.
“A kiss from the doorway - not sex from the doorway,” Alyonka reminds me sarcastically of patience. - I'm sweaty and tired, from work to home, from home to shopping, to shops here. A shower, a shower, a shower - now only a shower, everything else afterwards.

However, the shower does not come soon. She hosts the kitchen, washes the fruit, puts ice cream in the freezer, covers a light dessert table from the products she bought and the national sweets that I brought. The time is already - at 10 o'clock in the evening, we both did not eat dinner, and were hungry not only sexually, but also gastronomic, which manifests itself in alternately pulling pieces from the table while still not sitting down. We order salad and pizza, but having learned that they will be delivered in an hour and a half, we decide not to wait for them, but to carry out water procedures, then take a sip of wine with dessert, talk about this, wait for a normal meal and then begin to satisfy sexual hunger . After all, the truth is, if you slightly postpone the beginning of sex, knowing that it is inevitable, the sweeter it will be?

Entered the apartment and became nervous. Aaaaa a stranger man, moreover of southern bloodedness, and what, will I have sex with him?))))))) I honestly pulled time, and he went to the shower.

Damn it, what kind of incomprehensible systems are there no water heaters in this strange Moscow ?! It seems to be three buttons and two lights, and which one should be pressed after what, so that warm water goes - it is not clear. I had to call for help Alenka. She with a half-kick figured out a complicated technique and innocently asked:
- And you write about it too? How could not turn on the warm water and called the heroine for help?
- I will write.

I do not know how anyone, but I was completely reassured by the sight of a man who was naked and helpless in the fight against a water heater. I somehow miraculously turned on the intricate unit and with a proud amazon left the bathroom.

Came out, dried out and twist around the bathroom. Waiting for Alyonka to start being naked. But she, here's a cheat, purposely pulls time, then it is necessary to finish something in the kitchen, check something in the phone, then look at the disposition in the room. But ... without a soul in any way, she, blushing, had to undress under my gaze ...