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 Trophy Wife M/g M/f f/g

   (C)Tanya Writer 2022

   A man had made his fortune, but found that money doesn't bring you
happiness.  He thought that marriage would give him the fulfillment he
seeks.  But, he hasn't been as successful in his love life as he was being
in business.  He heard that Russian women are happy to take a man without
great prejudice if he will love them.  He set out to find his trophy wife.
But along the way he also found out that he has a thing for young girls.

   This is a work of fiction for adults only.  The characters and their
actions are fiction and none of this has ever happened.  The author does
not condone or endorse any illegal activities written of in the story. 
This is just a story, do not do this at home.  If you are under the age of
majority in your state or country, please go somewhere else this story is
not for you.

   Note this story was written before the war in Ukraine.  While set in
Russia, it is from a time before Putin came to power.  This author stands
with Ukraine.

   Trophy Wife

   By Tanya Writer

   There once was a song that said the singer was too sexy for his clothes.
In Ray's case, his clothes were too sexy for him.  His haircut was out of
date, that is, whenever it looked like it was combed.  His glasses were
unstylish.  They didn't sit well on his short, almost turned up pug nose.
Also, he had an acne-scarred face, especially where on normal men their
beard would grow.  He thought about growing a beard to cover it, but Ray
couldn't grow a beard to cover them if his life depended on it.

   While his body wasn't fat, he was out of shape.  Not that he was ever in
much shape.  He sucked at sports.  He was, in short, a huge nerd all the
way from his mousy-brown hair down to his overly large feet.

   Through a nerd he may, his mind was very keen.  He knew computers like
nobody's business.  He invented programs, and wrote code, that all worked
well.  So well, in fact, an up-and-coming computer company wanted his work.
Ray ended up selling his business to the larger computer company.  They
paid him eight figures for it.  They offered him a position in the company,
with a fat salary, to go along with it, if he would join them.  Ray was no
fool, and he didn't take what he didn't want.

   Ray couldn't see himself in their corporate world.  He liked being his
own boss and doing things his way.  The times they are a changing.  Wild
and woolly things were happening.  In the 1990s, the world was changing. 
That was true for and the world in general.  Ray began again with new ideas
and a new process for a new company.

   He made a visit to Japan to talk to businessmen there about setting up
some manufacturing there.  One of the Japanese clients insisted that he
take Ray out.  He took Ray to a strip club.  The women there were OK,
nothing much there that he couldn't see at home.  His host was going crazy
throwing yen by the dozens at the women.

   While his host wasn't looking, Ray wondered off.  A couple of women
approached him.  They didn't speak much English and Ray knew no Japanese.
They got their point across as to what they were offering.  But Ray turned
them down.

   In another part of the club there was a book section that sold Playboys
and the like magazines.  There were also other magazines with Japanese
women.  Looking at more magazines, he found some that didn't have women in
them.  The magazines were filled with girls.

   As he looked at those magazines more, he found that some of the girls
were barely into puberty, and others hadn't made it that far.  They were
still flat and hairless.  There were blonds, and redheads as well as
dark-haired girls.  While there were some Japanese girls in the magazines,
the blonds and redheads were not Japanese, that was clear.

   He brought a magazine up to a clerk who spoke English.  He said the
girls were Russian.  He said that some Japanese photographers went there.
They were able to get lots of models who would pose in slightly erotic
artistic shots.  Ray didn't buy any of them, as he knew he could never get
them through customs.  But he did think the girls were very cute.

   With plenty of money and his new company coming along fine, he wanted
more out of life.  At 32, he was thinking of marrying.  He thought would be
the answer for him.  As he looked around the dating scene, it looked a bit
bleak for him.  He tried matchmaking services and computer dating.  Most of
the women his age were divorced with kids looking for a new baby daddy.  Or
they were dyed in the wool feminists that rejected marriage.  He wondered
why they would even date.  From what Ray saw, there were many women would
be ball-breaking out to punish the male gender for every perceived wrong
done to women over all of time.

   He felt that younger women weren't spoiled in that way, nor did they
have a brood of kids for him to raise.  But younger women wanted a young,
handsome man.  Most wouldn't give him the time of day.  The few who learned
anything about him found out that he had a very fat wallet.  That did make
him a lot better looking.  But, in the end, their true colors came out, and
that color was gold, as in gold digger.  Ray could see the future with
them. They would be married long enough to get half of the community
property, or least a nice sizable settlement.

   It had been a few months since his trip to Japan.  He was leafing
through a magazine.  In between the ads was one for Russian brides.  It
meant nothing to him at first, and he was about to turn the page.  He
remembered how things were changing in what had been the Soviet Union, now
Russia again.  Jews were fleeing the country for Israel, so there was some
emigration.  Some Russians with money were allowed out as tourists.  Also,
tourists were even being allowed in the country.  The ad even said, "Come
and see our beautiful women."

   Ray's thoughts of Russian women were formed by anti-communist
propaganda. He saw them as having a waist that was round like an apple, no
boobs, and a big ass.  Their faces were a rectangle with a square jaw. 
They had one giant eyebrow that extended over both eyes.  She would have a
complexion like cold oatmeal.

   But that couldn't be so.  He saw the photos of those Russian kids. 
Maybe not all Russians were as pretty as those little ones, but, to look
that good, they must have had decent looking parents.

   He began a little search.  He found a company online that would help him
with a visa and arrange a hotel.  They promised that they had a lot of
women looking for good American men.

   There were many photos of attractive girls and women from 19 to 50+.  It
said that Russian women didn't care so much about looks or age, they were
more interested in someone who would treat them nicely and take care of
them.  So long as he loved her, she could tolerate a lot.  American men
were perceived to be different from Russian men, and much more desirable.

   The women's complaints about Russian men were that they had poor health
habits.  They smoked like chimneys, drank like fish, and got drunk easily.
When drunk, they loved to beat their wives.  They would often get drunk on
the job that would result in accidents that were sometimes fatal.  On the
other hand, a woman who had a husband like that who got himself killed, at
least she was rid of the deadbeat.  But then there wasn't anybody to
support her and the kids.

   Ray contacted the owner of the site by email, and he responded.  He said
his name was Alexander Korinsky, but everyone called him Sasha.  Sasha
offered help with Ray's visa.  He said he could him a moderately priced
hotel near the downtown in Moscow.  He offered transportation from the
airport to the hotel.  He also offered a bodyguard.  He sort of hinted the
guy was an ex-KGB.  How would Sasha know that Ray would need a bodyguard?
Was Russia really that dangerous?  Was Sasha former KGB himself, or maybe
in the black market or some underworld organization?  Or was he just trying
to sell him another service?  Ray wasn't going to find out.  He turned down
the bodyguard.

   Ray agreed to work with him.  Visas to Russia take a little time to be
approved once all the paperwork is sent in.  Ray went out and found a book
with tapes.  He would start to learn Russian.  It would teach you words and
phrases a tourist would use.  He learned to read the Cyrillic alphabet.  He
could at least read street signs and a menu to pick out foods he liked.

   Sasha was charging Ray for his help with the visa, the hotel, and the
ride from the airport.  That doesn't mention the cost to buy addresses of
the potential brides.  Ray had never said anything about his net worth, or
let on that he was anything more than a typical middle class, middle-aged
man shopping for a trophy wife.  He brought plenty of money with him, just
in case, and he had a lot of credit he could use.

   Two days after he arrived, he had an appointment at Sasha's office.  A
woman met him at the door.  Upon entering the door he, was in a hall.  To
the left was a door that looked like it opened to an office.  It didn't
much look like much of an office.  From the partially open door to the
right, he could see it was a large room.  It was well lit.  It looked like
it could have been a studio.

   He was led into the office.  There was a desk with bookshelves behind
it. There was a chair opposite the desk.  It looked right at what appeared
to be three-ring binders.  Off to the side was a couch with a coffee table
in front of it.  She said, "Sasha will be right with you.

   Sasha came in after greeting him, began to give him a sales pitch.  He
said Ray could look through the books of the women, and he pulled down a
couple of binders.  He said women all had names and numbers.  Ray was to
write down the numbers of the women he was interested in meeting.  The
women all had a set price for their address, or you could buy them in packs
of six addresses for X dollars.  It was up to him how many addresses with
phone numbers he bought.  Sasha told him the more women he met, the greater
his chances of making a connection.

   Most of the women were from the Moscow area.  He assured him all the
women were attractive.  Ray had done some thinking about what kind of woman
he would want.  He also had done a lot of self reflection to understand
himself and what he had to offer a woman.

   Of course, he would want one who was attractive, or at least attractive
to him.  She didn't have to be traffic stopping gorgeous.  In fact, it
would be better if she wasn't.  He wanted one who was smart.  She would
have to be outgoing and friendly.  Also, someone who was more of a
homebody. Someone who could make him the center of her life.  It would help
if she could speak English, or at least was studying it.  He also hoped
they would have some things in common and have similar interests.

   Physically, he had always been partial to thin girls, and he preferred
ones with small breasts.  He liked blonds more than other hair colors, but
in the end, it didn't matter.  But at least he had a starting point.  He
also didn't admit it up front, but he preferred the younger ones, as young
as he could get.  (In the girls in the magazines he saw in Japan turned him
on.  So he was interested in the young ones.)

   Before Ray could start to look through the binders, there was a knock on
the door.  Sasha excused himself to answer it.  He was gone a few minutes,
then brought a young woman back into the office and introduced her as
Sveta. She said she had stopped by to pick up something from Sasha.  To
Ray, it looked like a packet of money, but Ray couldn't be sure.  Sasha
claimed that Sveta was one of the potential brides.

   Before things could go much further, another person showed up.  Sasha
looked at his watch, and said, "She is early.  Please excuse me, again."
Then he left the room.  Ray could see him greet an older woman, who led a
girl, Ray guessed about 12, off into the other room.  He came back and
poked his head back in the office, and said something to Sveta in Russian.
She started to protest, but he said something more to her.  She then
appeared to agree to something.  She didn't seem too happy to with whatever
she agreed to do.

   She led him over to the couch and sat down with Ray and began to look
through it with him.  Each page was devoted to a woman.  There was a
closeup of the face and another full body dressed in nice clothes.  It was
followed by a bikini shot.  On the back of the page was a description of
the woman, name, age, height, weight, hair and eye color.  It listed her
work, interests, and hobbies.  Also listed was what she wanted in a man. 
The pages were all mixed up.  One page would be an eighteen-year-old, and
on the following page would be a woman who was fifty plus.

   Ray asked where she was in the binders.  She admitted that she wasn't in
those binders, because she wasn't a potential bride.  She admitted she was
a model and Sasha was a photographer.  Which explained the format of the
photos, and the similar backgrounds.

   Ray pressed her about being a model.  She got up and went over to the
bookshelves and took down a different binder, handing it to him.  Sveta
then excused herself, and taking her packet, she left.

   He opened it up and began to leaf through it.  There was a head shot of
the woman, followed by a full body shot.  There was information about the
women, but written in Russian.  Clearly this wasn't meant for marriage
minded man.  He could make out heights, weights, measurements, and shoe
sizes.  There was another heading he couldn't make out.  But he carried a
pocket translator.  He set it to Russian to English and put the heading in.
It came back as nude and woman would have a yes, no.  He could now see
which of the models were nude models.

   He flipped through the binder and found a few that would do nude.  On
the following page there would be nude photos, showing, face, full body and
a spread shot.  There was another heading.  He put that in.  It came back
as dates for money.  Again, they had the yes or no to show if they would
date for money.  If they did, there would be a price in rubles for one
hour, two hours or all night.

   It was obvious Sasha not only ran a bridal company but he was a
photographer.  He was selling nude photos.  A lot of his models were women.
But, there were women who would have sex for money.  Sasha was not only a
photographer, he was a pimp.  He no doubt he got a cut of what the women
earned.  He leafed through it until he got to the end.

   There was another binder in the bookcase, thinner than the one he just
finished looking through.  He got it and sat back down.  He opened it up.
To his surprise, it wasn't women, they were girls.  In the beginning, it
was older girls, but as he got further back, the ages got younger.  There
was the standard height, weight, measurements and the face, full body shot
and a bikini shot.  All of them said no to nude.  The girls ranged from 17
to 5.

   Ray picked up the binders and put them back in the bookcase.  There was
one more binder he hadn't looked at.  Sasha was busy and Ray didn't figure
he would be back any time soon.  He seemed busy.  He figured that Sasha
must be doing a shoot with the young girl.  He could hear him talking from
the other room, speaking Russian.  It sounded like he was giving
directions. He could hear a popping noise.  Ray guessed that it was the
sound of the camera as Sasha took photos.

   He took that last binder back and went back and sat down.  He opened it
up.  It wasn't brides, or even women, it was a binder of girls again.  It
was formatted like of the first one of women he saw.  On the first page was
a girl it gave her name, age, height, weight.  But their interests or
hobbies weren't listed, and it was obvious that they were nude models.  The
girl on the first page was listed as 17.  There also was the heading about
dating for money.  For her, it said no.  It had a face shot, full body, and
a full nude shot of her.

   The next page was in the same set up.  There were the standard photos
plus one of her nude.  She wouldn't date for money either.  Ray figured
that Sasha was a photographer taking photos like he saw in the magazine he
was in Japan.

   But on the third page was a fifteen-year-old, with the now standard
photos.  But this one was different.  This one would date for money.  As he
turned the pages, the girls got younger.  Many of them would date for
money. Ray was surprised.  What was Sasha running here?

   He was caught up with the photos of the girls, and whether they dated
for money.  They seemed to be hit and miss with who would date for money.
He was amazed that girls, some of them rather young, would date for money.
On the ones who would date, he saw another heading with a word he didn't
know.  He put it in the translator; it came back: virgin it would say yes
or no.  He saw that some of the young ones were not virgins.  The girls
ranged in age from 17 to 6.  The younger ones weren't dating for money.

   Ray was caught up in what he was reading.  He didn't hear the door open
and the woman and girl leave Sasha came into the room.  Ray was caught.  He
had the page open to a 12-year-old girl.  Sasha said, "They are pretty,
yes? You like them like that, young, yes?"

   "You photograph girls like these?"

   "Yes, and from the looks of it, you like them." Ray knew he had a
hard-on.  He didn't think it was that obvious.

   Ray figured there was no use in denying it.  Ray said, "Yes, they are
very lovely.  I don't understand this word here," he pointed to it.  "My
pocket translator has trouble with it."

   "That means the girl will visit you for a fee," Sasha told him.

   "Does that include sex in the visit?"

   "It can.  It depends on the girl.  Some will permit, and others don't."

   "Some of them are a bit young to be dating for money."

   "Yes, that's true, but it doesn't always involve sex, and you must
remember, some of the girls are very poor.  The income from the dates might
mean if they eat today or have a roof this week."

   "That's kind of sad."

   "Yes, it is, but that is how things are.  They are forced to do things
when times are bad.  I can see you are interested in them.  Are you
interested in a date with one?  Don't be shy.  You can speak the truth
here."

   "This is kind of strange.  Can I think about it?"

   "Oh, sure, if you like those girls, perhaps you might like these girls."

   Sasha opened a desk drawer and took out another binder.  You can see the
girls you have there.  They will date for the money.  The ones in this book
will do it, too.  Also, you can buy their photos.

   "How do you do that?

   "You pay, and I give you a password, and you can open a folder that will
have photos of the girl you have chosen.  You can download them to your
computer."

   "Well, that's good.  It beats trying to bring them back, and trying to
get them through customs," Ray said.

   "Yes, that is why it is designed that way.  But, of course it is also it
is for men who don't travel to Russia.  Take some time, I give you pencil
and paper, you write down the number of the girl.  Then we will take about
the prices for the photo sets.  You can choose as many or few that you
want. I also accept credit cards.  Don't be shy about asking for what you
want.  I shot all the photos so I know all the girls.  They weren't
embarrassed to pose, and I am not embarrassed to sell their photos.  If a
man likes a young girl, I have no objection.  Because you are here, I will
make you a good deal on what you want."

   Sasha left the room and left Ray with the binders.  He now had time to
look to look them over more closely, and slowly.  These were better than
the ones in the magazine he saw in Japan, and more explicit.  The ones in
this binder were younger, almost all pre-teens.  In the end he chose 3
girls, one 13, one 12 and one 9.

   He felt a bit guilty about the last one.  She was flat and skinny.  He
could see most of her ribs, she was that thin.  But there was something
about her that intrigued him.  To be sure, she wasn't the prettiest.  He
first sight he thought she looked a little strange.  Looking at her longer,
he could see why she was odd.  Her head was shaped sort of like an egg. 
Kinda flat on the top and pointed at her chin.  One ear was a bit
malformed. She had crooked teeth.  There was a scar running down her face
from the left ear down along her jawline.  There seemed to be a dent in her
forehead, like she had been hit with a ball peen hammer just below her
hairline.  Her left eye was crossed.  She wore glasses with Coke bottle
bottoms.  Her glasses were on her face crooked.  There was a topless photo.
She was flat and had a large strawberry birthmark on her chest, just below
her right breast.

   But for all that, she had a smile so warm that looked like it could melt
the polar ice caps.  It was so wide it would make Texas look small.  The
twinkle in her eyes looked so inviting, like she was welcoming in the whole
world in for tea.

   Ray could see that she was doing this for the money.  The shots of her
clothed showed her in clothes either too big for her or too small, or just
plain out of date.  But through it all, she had that great smile.  It was
something just so infectious about it.  Ray had to choose her.

   Ray called him back and gave him the numbers of the girls.

   When he got to the last one, Sasha asked, "Are you sure you want that
one?"

   "Why?  What's wrong with her?"

   "Nobody has bought her photos.  I haven't sold any of hers.  You sure
you want her?"

   Ray was taken aback.  Sure, she wasn't the prettiest, but surely someone
would have bought her photos before.  But Sasha assured him that it was
true, and if he wanted her photos, he would be the first to buy them.  Ray
saw that there was a note.  It must have been added later as it was
handwritten rather than typed like the others had been.  It said she would
date for money.

   He asked Sasha about that.  He said, "Yes, she will date for money.  But
no one ever has, just like they haven't bought her photos.  She did a
video, but nobody buys that.  She agreed to date, because she never got any
money from photo sales.

   "When the girls pose for me, they get a model's fee, and then they get
part of the sales from the photos.  So she never got any money from the
photo sales.  That's why she offered to date for money."

   "She will do that?"

   "I think she will do anything for the money.  They are very poor."

   "The date would include sex?" Ray said, now thinking with his small
head.

   "Yes, I think she would.  If you pay her, she do it.  Have you ever had
a girl that young?"

   "No, never."

   "Then maybe you should start with one a little older.  You have $100
American right now?"

   Ray took a second to think about it before answering.  He never paid a
girl for sex.  Unless you count dinner dates or gifts.  This would be
straight up sex for money.  He also worried should he admit that he had
that much cash on him.  But Sasha was a pimp.  He didn't seem to be a
robber.  "Yeah, I do," he said.

   "I have a girl.  She can come to you now to have sex with you.  You pay
her $100, and me $20, agreed?"

   "Who is she?"

   "She is pretty girl, she is young.  You like young girl, yes?  She is
12. She can make good sex for you.  If you like her, we talk more."

   Ray agreed, Sasha placed a phone call.  Fifteen minutes later, a pretty
girl of 12 arrived.  Ray paid up front.  Sasha gave him two condoms.  He
led them back through the studio to what looked like a bedroom, but was
really another studio, just that he would have shot bedroom scenes there.
Ray asked in what little Russian he knew her name and age.  She was Anna,
and she was 12.

   She got right down to it.  She stripped and laid down on the bed on her
back with her legs spread.  This was obviously not her first time doing
this.  He looked at her.  She had dark brown pubic hair that matched the
hair on her head.  Her boobs were less than a full A cup, but her areolas
were puffies.

   Ray wasn't going to waste any more time.  Off flew his shirt, then he
dropped his pants.  He wasn't a large man there, maybe a bit below average.
But then he was going to have a pre-teen, so how much could she take?

   She wouldn't kiss, she only tolerated him playing with her boobs.  She
was less than thrilled when he tried to go down on her, to eat her.  Not
something she wanted, no matter if he wanted to do it.  So, he slipped on a
condom.  He had her missionary.  She wasn't much different from any of the
women he had before, (though there weren't too many of them).  The only
thing different about her was her age, level of development, also her pussy
was tighter.  Oh man, was she tight.  If the condom wasn't pre-lubed, he
might not have been able to get in her, he thought.  It didn't take him
long to pop his nut.

   He pulled out, took off the condom, and found something to wipe his dick
on.  He was hard again soon, as she had taken to jacking him.  Sasha had
given her instructions to let him have her twice.  He wanted her to suck
him, but he wanted to have the condom on.  She was a pro and who knows how
many men she had had?  But since the condom was pre-lubed, it tasted bad.
She wouldn't suck him.  But she would do bareback if he would pull out
before he came.  He figured that a blow job would be pretty safe as far as
STDs.  When he was about to cum, he pulled out and came on her face and
tits.

   She wiped off her face on the bed sheet, and with a dirty look for Ray,
she collected her clothes to dress.  She was out of there as fast as she
could.  Not the best fuck Ray had ever had, but he liked her underdeveloped
body, and her pussy was nice and tight.

   When Ray was dressed and came back in the office, Sasha was waiting. 
"So, you like to make sex with little girls, yes?"

   "Actually, it was fine as far as her body went, but her attitude could
have been a lot better.  But still I enjoyed the sex.  So, yeah, I liked
it."

   "Tak!  Sorry, she's normally nicer.  She didn't want to come, but she
owed me, so she must come.  But you have good time with young girl?  You
think you want to try other girl in the book?"

   "Yes, I think so.  Even if there is no sex, I want to meet her.  But, I
will buy her photos.  You say she has a video too?"

   "Yes, she has."

   "Is it nude?"

   "Yes, some of it.  You will buy?  If you buy, it will make her and her
mother very happy.  You want we call and arrange meeting?"

   "Yes, let's do it," Ray said.

   "She lives in small village.  We call village, someone goes to their
home and they say they have telephone call.  They come to phone, and we
call back in about 20 minutes, then we speak to person."

   "They don't have a phone at their home?"

   "No, this is poor village, only one telephone for village." He took out
a book.  It took a couple of minutes for him to look up the number.  It
took a while to get the call through.  Sasha spoke to someone in Russian.
Then he hung up.  They waited.  Sasha explained that he called the post
office, where the phone was.  After 20 minutes, he placed the call again.

   Ray could hear the woman, as Sasha put her on speaker phone.  He said
that there was American man here, and he bought the girl's photos and the
video too.  She was so excited about the news.  Then he told her that he
would like to meet Elena.  He wanted a date with her.  He was willing to
pay for the date.  Would she accept a date for pay?  She was very excited,
almost yelling Da, Da, to Sasha's questions.

   Would she accept a sleepover date?  Da Da.

   What if he wanted sex?  Would Elena do it?  Da Da was the excited
answer.

   Sasha asked, was she still a virgin?  Da was the answer.  Was she
willing to give it up to the man?  Again Da.

   Ray wrote out some questions for Sasha to ask her.  Did she have
periods? Nyet.  Did she have pubic hair, Nyet?  Did she have breasts, Nyet.

   Sasha set up a date for a Saturday afternoon until Sunday morning, the
week after this week.  A price was agreed upon for the night.  Then she
hung up.

   Ray got to thinking if anyone could hear Sasha set up this date and knew
what was up with it.  Sasha told him, "No, they take the calls in phone
booth.  If anyone hear anything, it would only be her side of
conversation."

   He told Ray, "You must go out the village.  You will need driver.  My
brother Pyotr has a car he take you, then pick you up next day.  You pay
him, yes?" Ray went back and looked at the girl again.  Her name was Elena.
It said she was nine-years-old, she was 128cm and 22kg.  It meant nothing
to him.  He had to switch the translator to calculator, and he figured she
was 4 foot 2 inches, and all of 49 pounds.  Those numbers seemed small to
Ray, but the girl did look small, so maybe they were right.

   In the days before his trip there, Ray dated a couple of potential
brides and contacted others.  For those he couldn't arrange a date, he
bought their names and addresses so they could write to them.  For the
visit to Elena, Pyotr arrived at Ray's hotel at the appointed time.  Ray
carried a little overnight bag.  He brought the money, a camera, and what
he would need for the night, including condoms and lube.  He also brought
his pocket translator.  Pyotr suggested that he bring a gift.  He suggested
food would be good, some sausage, cheese, and pickles would make a nice
gift.  Before leaving Moscow, they stopped and picked up the things Pyotr
suggested.

   The village was 150 kilometers from Moscow.  It looked like it was in
the middle of nowhere.  It took a little time to find the right house, as
there were no street signs.  It seemed just a collection of houses on a few
streets of dirt.  Pyotr had to ask directions twice to find the house.  But
he got Ray there.  When they got out they Pyotr took Ray and introduced him
to the girl's mother, Olga.  They presented her with the gifts of food. 
She was very delighted with it.  Ray paid him and arranged the time to be
picked up.  Ray would be there 26 hours, for better or worse.

   Then Pytor made his get away.  Olga was left to introduce him to Elena,
not that either of them could speak English, and Ray only knew a little
Russian.  He looked at her.  She was dressed in what must have been in her
best dress.  Her dish water blond hair was braided in two pigtails with
bows on them.  Her hazel eyes shone from behind her thick glasses.  She had
a small pert nose.  But below that nose was the biggest smile.  She was a
bit bigger than Ray had expected, maybe two or three inches taller and no
more than ten pounds heavier.  No matter, she was on the smaller size, for
sure.

   She motioned for him to come over and sit on the sofa.  Her mother had
taken the gifts and was placing them on a table along with other food
items. So, she had some refreshments for her guest.

   With Ray, what little Russian Ray could manage, he asked her a few
questions.  She said her name was Elena, but she was known as Lena.  She is
10 and in fifth grade.  That was about the limit of Ray's Russian.  He
pulled out his pocket Russian translator.  By using it, they could ask each
other questions.

   He asked her about her schooling, her likes and dislikes, her hobbies
and interests.  One of her greatest interests was America.  She wanted to
know all about it.  She said, starting sixth grade next year, she could
begin to study English.

   She was very outgoing and friendly.  Ray felt quickly at home with the
girl.  He could see that she was fairly smart.  He enjoyed her company.  As
the evening wore on, he almost felt bad about bringing up the subject of
sex.

   He started that conversation by saying that he had bought her photo set
and her video.  She asked, "If you saw my photos, you know I have no big
breasts like American girls.  Are you sure you want to buy photos of little
Russian girl?"

   It took a little while to type all that in the translator, and a few
seconds for the translation.  Lena looked at him with some apprehension,
waiting for the translation and for Ray to read it.  When he saw what she
had written, he turned to her and smiled and told her "DA!" He wrote out
for her, "If you will, I would like to have sex with you."

   She looked at the message.  Ray didn't know how she was going to take
that.  She turned to her mother, and spoke rapidly to her, then Lena
disappeared to somewhere.  Her mother came to him and put out her hand.  He
knew she wanted the payment.  He gave her the cash in rubles.  It was only
$150, not too much, Ray thought for her cherry.

   She tucked the money in her bra.  She took his hand and led away from
the room they had been sitting.  He quickly grabbed his shave kit.  She
showed the way to the bathroom.  On the way, they passed a door.  She
pointed to it and said, "Lena." They passed the toilet, which was in a
separate room.  They arrived at a room which was a large tub in he could
wash himself.  Once she had gotten him there, she left.  Ray could get
himself cleaned up and get ready for bed.

   He emerged from the bathroom in his boxers, carrying his clothes.  He
went over and knocked on Lena's door.  She said, "Come in," in English. 
She was sitting up in the bed in a nightgown.  Ray put down his clothes. 
While he was in the bathroom, Olga and gone and gotten his translator and
brought it to Lena.  So they could continue their conversation.

   Lena moved over, making room in the bed for him.  Taking the translator,
he typed, "You are willing to have sex with me?"

   He expected a simple yes or no.  But she took the translator and began
to type away, then hit translate.  He figured that it would be simple to
say yes, but with all that typing, it didn't look good to him.  He had to
wait to see what she had written.  When she finished typing it out, she
handed him the translator and laid back to await his move.  It said, "You
bought my photos, so to you I must be pretty, (even though I know I am
not), but you want to have sex with me.  That makes me feel very sexy.  I
have never had sex before.  But I want you to be my first." After reading
it, he took off her glasses then his laying his aside with hers, he turned
out the light.  He moved closer to her.

   He kissed her.  She not only didn't pull away, but rather she returned
the kiss.  She wasn't the best kisser.  But, she was only 10-years-old, and
a virgin at that, so how good would she be?  He figured considering her
situation, she must be a pretty good kisser.  Another thought was running
through his mind: he was in bed with a ten-year-old.  How erotic is that?

   The kissing escalated to making out.  She was learning on the job how to
kiss.  He nibbled on her ears, blowing in them he, whispered into them,
telling her how sexy she was.  She didn't understand the words, but she
liked hearing it in her ears.  He spent some time kissing her neck.  It
caused her to coo.  He lifted her nightgown.  She was naked under it.  She
surprised Ray by reaching down to pull off his boxers.

   She got her hands on his tool.  Her comment was "Bolshoi," Ray at least
knew what that meant.  He knew that he was a bit under the average size,
but if she thought it was big, that was OK with him.

   He got his hands on her chest, he could feel her ribs.  She was as flat
as the wheat fields of Ukraine.  He was loving it.  It appeared so did she.


   She cooed more when his kisses and licks were all over her chest.  He
sucked on the baby nipple, which was doing its best not to be so babyish.
He kissed his way down her flat belly.  He stopped long enough to lick out
her belly button.  Which caused giggling on her part.  What she didn't know
was that his kisses were going to keep going south.

   Lena had heard about sex, intercourse, and about taking a man in her
mouth.  But a man's mouth on her there, she had never heard of that. 
Russian men, just didn't do those things.  But there he was, kissing her
spread thighs.  She was loving it.  His kisses moved to her vulva.  Then
his tongue was licking her.  It tickled and tingled at the same time.  It
was exhilarating for her.  She was having feelings she had never had
before. She hadn't touched herself there only once or twice, just to see
what she had.  But his tongue was all over everything she had there.  He
was licking her from her anus to her clit.

   He then spread her outer lips and began to go inside.  She couldn't
believe he could go there.  It was from where she peed.  But it was great.
She had never felt like this before.  She was winding up to something.  It
felt so good, but the feelings were so new to her, she didn't know just
what all they were.  His tongue was going inside her.  Her hips started to
move on their own, she had no control over them.

   He spread her inner lips and his tongue started to go up her inner
passage.  He could feel the narrowing.  It must have been her hymen.  She
surely must be a virgin.  Or at least she will be only a little longer. 
When he felt his tongue had explored everything there, it departed for her
clit.  But he didn't leave her virgin vagina alone.  His finger took the
place of his tongue.

   He put a lot of saliva over it, which made it slippery and that
increased the feelings she was getting from it.  It was like a live wire
with a strong electrical current right into her brain.  He upped the
amperage by sucking on it.  He flicked his tongue against it repeatedly. 
She felt like she would blow a fuse.  It was getting to be getting so much.

   Ray could see this girl was turned on.  He had never seen one this
turned on.  He had brought some oral pain reliever that he thought might
work on her hymen.  He took a moment to get it.  It helped Lena back down a
bit.  When he stuck his finger up her vagina to apply it to her hymen, it
seemed to send that voltage meter back up.  He went back to work on her
clit while hand and his hand down on his cock, lubing it up.  She was a
virgin, so he figured he was safe as far as STDs were concerned.  She
hadn't started her periods, so there was no risk of pregnancy.  He was
going to cum in her.

   While he worked her clit, he took and doubled up her knees and opened
her legs.  She sort of knew what this position meant.  She readied herself
for him.

   The oral gel did its work when he pushed the head of his dick into her.
She felt it move up against her cherry, it wasn't hurting.  Ray looked into
her eyes.  Not breaking eye contact, he shoved his prick up into the little
girl.  There was no sign of pain or fear.  There appeared more a look of
blissful enjoyment.  He was working to get fully into her.  She must have
felt stretched.  He was sure feeling the tightness of her little girl
pussy. Man, did it feel good to him.  He was knocking at the door of her
cervix soon.  He couldn't believe that sex would be like this.  She was
better than any woman he ever had, and to top that she was tighter than the
12-year-old he had recently.

   She joined in the fucking, having caught the rhythm Ray was tapping out
in her.  She thrust up her hips to meet his.  But abruptly she changed her
tempo.  She seemed lost for a bit, her eyes were rolled back in her head.
She was feeling something.  She was making guttural noises from her throat.
But, soon as she was back, she got the pattern that Ray was pounding into
her.  She was back with the program, humping back at him.

   For as long as she could, she was with him, but it was a sneaker wave
had hit her with her first orgasm.  It tossed her up the beach, then
dragged her back out to sea.  She was roughed up in the surf, only to be
tossed back on the beach, but with an even more powerful orgasm than the
last.  Ray joined in dumping his load of cum into her little vagina.

   She had her legs wrapped around his waist and arms around him like he
had been caught up by an octopus.  She trying to draw him into her.  She
wanted him in her as deeply as she could get him.  She rode out her cum
like that with him.  When the tide went out and she became more aware of
things, she took her legs back, but she kept her arms around him long
enough to give him the best kiss she could muster.

   She could feel very wet "down there," but it took a couple of minutes
before she had the strength to do anything about it.  In the meantime, Ray
was pulling out of her.  His tool was deflating and there was a little bit
of dripping from it.  She knew the wetness was in her and it was Ray's
seed. She was happy he had put it there.  She laid back to let it seep in.

   Ray got himself cleaned up, then cleaned up some of the mess in Lena's
crotch.  As soon as she felt he was done, she cuddled up to him and went to
sleep.  He lay there with her.  He got to thinking this sex with little
girls was pretty good.  He could get to really like it.  Lena was a nice
person, a bit strange looking, but so warm and friendly in her personality.
He couldn't help but like her.  He also liked the sex with her.  It had to
rate way up there, among the best fucks he'd ever had.  He wasn't sure if
he liked her for her, or for the fact that he was sure now he liked little
girls.

   In the morning, with the sun up and the room light, they got to inspect
each other.  Each liked what they saw, as they lay in the bed just looking
and lightly touching each other.  There wasn't that much to see of each
other.  Ray's soldier stood a fractions of an inch under 6 inches.  He was
not a pencil dick, but he wasn't fat either, sort of happy medium.  He was
cut.

   Lena was flat, with pale areolas almost white, and about the size of a
penny, on her pale white chest.  Her now formally virgin pussy was a thin
slit down between her legs.  It looked like her abdomen had just ended, and
there was a cut at the bottom.  It was refreshing to Ray after all the fat
pussies he saw in real life or in magazines.

   When Lena saw that he was awake, she reached for the translator.  She
asked, "How did you sleep?"

   He typed back, "Wonderful, and you?"

   Her response was, "The best sleep ever."

   He leaned over and kissed her.  She responded it to it eagerly.

   In no time, he was hard again.  She reached under the covers and found
his hard cock.  She stroked him.  "Bolshoi," she remarked.  She pulled the
covers down and could now see his cock.  She took a look at it and said,
"Prekrasny."

   Ray got the translator and handed it to her.  She typed in the word and
handed it back to him.  "Beautiful" was the word she had used.

   He typed back to her, "You're the beautiful one."

   She smiled at him, then began to stroke him.  She leaned forward
tentatively.  She looked at him making sure it was alright to do.  She
stuck out her tongue and began to lick his tool.  He smiled at her and
nodded his head to go ahead.  She took the tip in her mouth and began to
lick it.  She found that it didn't have a bad taste.  In fact, it didn't
have much taste at all.  She put more of it in her mouth.  Because of the
language barrier, he let her explore.  But he encouraged her with a smile.
He reached over and began to stroke her back.  She looked back at him with
a smile.  She began to move her head up and down.  She quit the licking to
concentrate on sucking.  He took her hand and put it on the shaft and
showed her how to jack him.  He could take away his hand, she continued. 
After a few minutes, she was getting the hang of it, giving lots of
pleasure to Ray.  She was doing a decent job for her first time.  Just that
this was her first blow job was erotic for him.  He was starting to get
close.  He tried to get her off him, but she wasn't going to have it.  Just
before he shot, he tried to pull out, but she grabbed tighter And pushed
him away.  Well, he tried, she will see what will happen soon.  Then it
happened, he was shooting.  At first it surprised her, and she froze for a
second.  But then it seemed she increased the sucking more and continued to
bob her head.  When he finished, she lifted up her head.  He looked at her
with a questioning look.  He could then see her swallow a couple of times.

   She looked at him and said, "Spasibo."

   "Your welcome," he told her.

   She scooted over closer to him and laid on her chest, looking up at him
all smiles, that huge smile of hers.  One that would warn the heart of even
the Grinch.  She reached for the translator and asked, "Did I do it right?"

   He typed back, "You were great, thanks." He figured that she would be
too sore to do more fucking, so he was happy enough to kiss her, stroke her
flat chest and toy with her little areolas.

   They could smell breakfast cooking.  They ran together naked to the
bathroom, and quickly washed each other.  They dried off and ran back to
her room to dress.  Ray wanted to dress her, and she let him.  He
especially liked putting her panties on her.  She wasn't as thrilled as
they were an old pair.  She rather he not see her in them.  But he didn't
mind.  He then dressed himself.

   Olga had a hearty breakfast ready for them.  She took the translator and
told him that he should eat well after a busy night.  She damn well knew
what happened last night.  She didn't seem to mind that he had taken her
10-year-old daughter's virginity.

   After breakfast, they gave the translator a workout.  They were
conversing and enjoying each other's company.  Too soon, Pyotr arrived to
take him away.  He promised to write to her, and she made sure she gave him
her address.  She said that she wanted him to write to her in English, as
she wanted to learn it.  She had a friend that could speak it, and she
could get her to help her, until she could do it herself.  She reminded him
that she would start learning English next year in school.

   Ray wanted to remember this girl, so he got Olga to take a couple of
photos of him with the little girl.

   Ray knew that he would be leaving on Monday to fly home.  He would not
be needing the translator much, so he typed, "This is for you, so that you
can write me." He then wrote his address on a paper.

   She read his message, then gave him a big hug.  Then she began to type
out her own message.  "Thank you so much for coming and visiting me.  I had
a wonderful time with you.  Thank you for this and thank you very much for
your seed."

   Well, that was a first.  Women usually didn't thank you for coming in
them.  Usually with was the opposite.  They didn't want him to cum in them.
He gave her a little money he told her for stamps.

   Before he left, he got her to pose for a photo with him, and even took
one of her and her mom.  He took her off out of sight of the others and
gave her a big kiss, with both of them using tongues.  He came back and
shook hands with Olga.  When he walked away, she looked into her hand.  He
had left more rubles for.

   When he got home, he had his photos developed.  She did look a little
better in the photos, then he thought she did in person.  When he got all
unpacked, he dug out the password Sasha had given him and went to the
website.  He was able to download the photo sets and the video.

   He thought it best that he take off his pants when he looked at her
photos, just in case he got a hard-on looking at her photos and needed to
do something about it.  He got the other girls and looked at them, too. 
But still he liked Lena better, so what she was 9 when she posed for the
photos.  Maybe he liked her better because he knew her, and had even had
sex with her.  The other two girls were just girls in a photo.  He was
right to have taken his pants off because looking at Lena's photos and her
video got him hard and it brought the memories of the sex they had
together.

   Ray wrote to the women from Sasha's site.  Some wrote back, others
didn't.  But he also got a letter in a child's scrawl.  Lena wrote to him
and said she hoped he wouldn't forget her.  She tried to tell him about her
world and asked a lot of questions about America.  She also wanted to know
about the English language.  She told him that she was using the translator
to write to him in English.  She thanked him again for the translator, and
what he left in her.  That was very special to her.

   After a couple of letters back and forth, word got around the post
office that Lena was getting mail from America.  She said she had a
pen-pal. All of her friends they wanted to ask questions about American
life, about music, Hollywood, and one person wanted to know about cowboys.

   The romance with girls from Sasha's site wasn't going well for various
reasons.  One big reason, Ray figured out the several of them were just
gold diggers.  It was obvious because they were asking when he was going to
get them a visa to come to the US, yet he hardly knew them.  Or they were
asking for gifts.  Not much different from the women here.

   However, when they began to get an idea of Ray's financial status, more
of them were interested in him, and they began to write him first.  He
figured Sasha must be selling them his address, and had said something
about Ray not being just an average Joe, even if he didn't know Ray's true
worth.  But at least Ray tried.  There might be one decent one among them.
He knew other girls who had found a wife from Russia.  Sasha claimed that
other men had married his brides.

   But he wasn't going to get too wrapped up in lack of success.  He
stepped back from the brides and focused more on his work.  It was paying
off.  His company grew, and he was producing better products.  It got so
work took over, and he didn't think much about the romances.

   But there was always a letter from Lena.  She would ask questions, and
she would tell about her life.  He would answer right away when it came. 
Her letters he enjoyed.  He tried to answer all her questions and those of
her friends.  He tried to tell her about his life, too.

   It had been a year since he visited Russia.  Olga was called to the post
office.  There was a package she had to pick up.  It was for Lena.  It was
a big Russian-English, English-Russian Dictionary and a smaller book of
English grammar.  Also a book for learning English, with tapes for
pronunciation, so they could hear English spoken.

   Ray hadn't thought about it, but Lena didn't have a cassette player at
home.  She could only listen to the tapes at school.  Her English teacher
incorporated them into the lesson plan.  Lena was not only a hit with her
classmates, but now her teacher, who spoken English with a heavy Russian
accent.  They could all listen to English from a native speaker.  While she
kept the books at school, and she was learning, she still used the
translator at home to write him.

   He had Sasha's website for brides, and he would occasionally check it
out since he got updates when a new woman joined.  He also had the website
for the child models.  They were all non-nude on there, or so it said.  But
Sasha had sent him directions so that he could see the girls would also do
nude or at least topless modeling, and view at least some of their photos.

   It had been two years since his last visit.  The business was running
well.  He had someone who could run things if he took a couple of weeks off
in the summer.  Sasha had been inviting him to come back to Russia.  He
wasn't getting anywhere with just writing letters to the women so, he
thought a visit would help in his search.

   When Ray contacted Sasha, he told him he would come to Russia.  Sasha
was happy to hear that.  He began working to get Ray a hotel and visa. 
Once the visa was approved and his flight set, he gave Sasha the details as
to when he would land.  Sasha said Pytor would pick him up at the airport.
He set an appointment for a time to come by Sasha's office.

   Ray and Sasha had been talking mostly about business rather than brides
or models.  The time slipped away.  Sasha had a busy day planned.  He could
let Ray go through the binders of brides.

   Ray mentioned that he would like to go and see Lena.  Sasha was
surprised that Ray had kept in contact with her.  So, he began to arrange a
call to Olga.  When Sasha got through to her and told her that Ray was in
Moscow, and wanted to come and see Lena.  She was very excited, and said
Lena would love to see him, and will be very excited when she learns that
he wants to see her.  She said Lena enjoyed their time together.  Then she
asked if he wanted to see her with the same arrangement as the last time.
She couldn't say the words, but Sasha and Ray knew that she was asking if
he would pay for sex with her.  Ray said yes to that.  (Ray knew that Lena
meant she enjoyed the sex, Sasha thought that she was just enjoying the
visit, or at least the money.)

   Olga told him that he had been such a hit in the village and that
everyone knew about Lena's pen-pal.  Everyone would want to come and meet
him.  Ray had originally thought that he would come on a Saturday and leave
on Sunday, but Olga said that the whole village will want to meet him and
spend time with him.  She suggested that he come on a Friday afternoon and
stay until Sunday evening.  She said she will prepare food for his coming
as it would be a sort of celebration in the village.

   When they hung up, Sasha was impressed with the reaction Ray had created
in the village.  "You still like young girls.  You are going out there to
have sex with her?"

   Ray rather sheepishly admitted that she enjoyed sex with Lena.  He also
admitted that he had looked at Sasha's site with the nude girls, and he
liked them too.

   Between the time they were talking business and the call to Olga had
taken up the time Sasha had for Ray.  He had another appointment coming. 
But the news that Ray was still interested in the young girls worked out
well.

   "I have model coming about now.  She is nine-years-old.  This will be
her first time nude model.  I will make pictures of her.  Would you like to
watch?"

   "Yeah, that sounds great.  Will it be problem an extra man there while
she is naked?"

   Sasha thought a minute, "Do you know how to operate video camera?"

   "I think I can figure it out," Ray told him.

   "Then you will shoot video for me."

   "Sounds great," Ray told him.

   Sasha got the camera and showed Ray how to operate it.  He also told him
what he would want him to video and the kinds of shots he wanted.  He told
Ray to be quiet and not talk, that way the girl wouldn't know that he
wasn't Russian.

   He was introduced to Natasha.  Ray remembered her as the woman who
answered the door on his first visit.  She was his makeup woman.  She did
their hair and wardrobe.

   When the woman arrived with the girl, Varvara, Sasha gave her a time to
come back and shooed her off.  Natasha took Varvara in the back.  At the
time she looked like any little girl you would see on the street.  But,
when she came back out, she was stunning.  Her hair and make up made her
look positively ravishing.  She didn't look like the same little girl who
walked in.

   Sasha set about photographing her, and Ray did his part by making the
video.  Sasha took a bunch of set shots.  Then he gave her a beach ball and
told her to play with it.  She was throwing up and catching it.  She was
jumping up and down.  Ray was getting all on tape.  He was enjoying it very
much.  It was obvious that he was, as he had a giant hard-on in his pants.
The girl didn't notice it.  She was too busy modeling, but both Sasha and
Natasha did.  It caused her to chuckle a bit at it.

   After her mom came and collected her, Ray and Sasha sat down again.  He
offered the photo set and the video when posted as payment for Ray doing
the video.  Ray made his own offer.  He told him he could make his site
more secure, and encrypt the work to protect privacy.  In return Ray would
get full access to all photo sets and video.  This was agreeable to Sasha.
He was giving away all his work, but to him the security was invaluable.

   But Sasha's next appointment was here.  Ray stayed in the office and
began to work on some programs.  He could hear Sasha with a woman.  She was
loud and demanding, they quarreled.  Ray couldn't understand most of it,
but it sounded like it was over money.  She wanted more of it, a lot more.
Sasha didn't seem too happy with the whole situation.  Finally, it seemed
he placated her.  He marched the girl with her mother into the studio.

   They were in there a little while.  He then came back with the mother
and told her something.  To Ray, it sounded like he told her he would call
her and tell her when to pick her up.

   Sasha came back into the office.  "I have a real problem.  That woman
wants so much money.  She threatens to make trouble if she doesn't get the
amount she wanted."

   "It sounds like you met her demand," Ray said.

   "It is a losing proposition for me.  She wanted so much.  Only thing
that would make me enough money to even break even on the deal was if she
made sex video.  I told her girl must make sex video for that kind of
money. She doesn't care so long as she gets that amount.  If she doesn't
get that money, she will make trouble."

   "What will she do?  Call the police?"

   "No, the police won't do anything to me.  I pay them off.  What she is
saying is worse.  She implies she has some underworld connections.  Those
people will kill you, and they aren't nice about it."

   "Wow, that sounds like a tough spot to be in," Ray said.

   "Now I have to find someone to have sex with her on camera.  I will have
to call some of my friends and see if they can come over here and do it."
Sasha paused for a moment, he turned to Ray.  "You want to have sex with
her?"

   Ray was amazed that Sasha even asked him.  "I don't think I could do
it."

   "Why not you had Anna and Elena?  She is another young girl.  You like
them."

   "How old is she?"

   "She's eleven, and according to her mother, a virgin."

   "She wants her daughter popped on camera?"

   "Yes, I think she owes a lot of money, maybe to those same gangsters,
and she figures this is way to pay them off.  That is why she wants her
daughter to do so much, so she can get lot of money."

   "If I did, I won't want my face on the video.  Could you do that without
showing my face?"

   "No, I don't think so.  Since it will have to be a man who has sex with
her instead of a boy, we would have to see his face.  Plus, we would need
to see his face when he cums."

   "I don't think I could do it then.  I wouldn't want anyone seeing and
recognizing me.  I could be in a lot of trouble for that."

   "You saw how the Varvara looked after Natasha did her hair and make up.
You almost didn't know her.  She can do the same for you.  Your own mother
wouldn't know you."

   "Alright, I will let her do her stuff, but if I don't think it is good
enough, the deal is off, OK?  You know, her mother may want her to do this,
but what does the girl want?"

   "We can ask her, but first I think before she sees you, you should have
Natasha work on you first, yes?"

   "Yeah, that sounds best." Natasha brought him into a room.  She asked if
he had any scars, birthmarks or tattoos.  He told her he had none.  In
fact, he had little hair on his body.  She was glad of that.  Less work to
do, to cover them up.  The first thing was a wig, so his hair was a
different cut and color.  Ray had a small nose.  She put a false one on
him, so that it was long and slightly hooked.  She had it blended into his
face so well you couldn't tell it wasn't his.  To cover his acne scars, she
gave him a full beard that matched the hair.  Ray looked he couldn't see
any of the scars under the beard.  Then she took his glasses, and gave him
a pair of sunglasses, so dark his eyes couldn't be seen.  When she was
done, Ray looked in a mirror.  Sasha was right.  It was doubtful if his
mother could recognize him, and he hoped no one else could either.

   With the make up done, she gave him a razor and shave cream as he was to
shave his pubic hair.  She came back after he was done to inspect him. 
There was one thing Ray was circumcised, and almost all Russians are not.
Natasha had something for that, too.  She put what looked like some kind of
collar on his cock.  It looked like he had the foreskin pulled back.  When
they finished, he put on the clothes she had brought him.

   Now with Ray made up, he was led in to see Katya.  Sasha asked her if
she was willing to do this.  She kind of shrugged her shoulders, "I guess I
have to."

   Ray interrupted Sasha and said, in his English accented Russian, "Do you
want to do this?" Sasha looked over at Ray, giving him a dirty look.  Ray
was not to speak.

   The girl apparently didn't notice the accent.  She said, "If I do this,
then maybe my mama will let me do sex with Kolya."

   Ray ignored the look Sasha gave him, asked, "Who is Kolya?"

   "He is the boy from next flat.  Mama says he is too old for me."

   Sasha looked over at Ray, and silenced him.  "How old is Kolya?" Sasha
asked.

   "He is 19," she said.

   That was good enough for Ray.

   Natasha took Katya and began to do her make up.

   While she did that, Sasha told Ray what he wanted him.  He made sure Ray
understood, because he didn't want to be giving in directions in English.
There would be a soundtrack put over it, so the sounds made in the studio
wouldn't be heard.  But he didn't want Katya to realize that Ray wasn't
Russian.

   Natasha fixed the girl up, so that he almost wasn't sure that it was the
same girl he had seen before.  She looked so different.  But that was the
idea.  Sasha told her what she was to do, and what all Ray would do with
her and to her.  She got the idea and cooperated.  While Sasha was busy
with the video, Natasha was hovering in the background, taking still
photos.

   Katya and Ray acted out their scene.  Ray found he was enjoying it.  She
was very different from Anna.  She was actually kissing like she wanted to
be doing this.  He went with what he wanted, the heck with what Sasha
planned.

   Katya had small boobs, about the size of half a tennis ball.  They had
big pink puffy areolas on the ends of them.  Ray fondled them and sucked on
the tiny areolas.  It looked she liked it.  She had grabbed his head and
was mashing against her chest.  While Ray was doing that, he had a hand
down between her legs as he caressed her barely haired hole.  As he started
to work his mouth down to her pussy, he could feel that her little clit was
getting hard.

   He moved between Katya's legs.  She did the same thing with his head
mashing against herself.  She didn't take long before he licked and then
sucked on her clit.  She started cumming.  Ray kept eating.  He wanted to
get her all the way through it.  But she started again.  Before he could
pull away, she was on her third one.  No telling how many times this girl
was gonna cum from this.  Sasha was tapping him on the shoulder, wanting
him to get to the main event.  Ray pulled away from her and aimed his cock
at the hole he had just left.

   When he did, she looked at his cock, knowing what was coming.  There was
a look of a bit of fear and apprehension.  But Ray went on getting into
position where he could enter her and Sasha could see him doing it.

   He put it in with one big push.  He was buried all the way in her.  She
reacted by starting to pull away from him.  He could see the pain in her
face.  But that was just what Sasha hoped he would get, showing her getting
her cherry busted.  Ray took her hips and continued to give it to her. 
They were fast, but still deep strokes.  When he pulled back, he could see
a ring of blood around his cock, and there was more blood leaking from her
pussy.  Blood wasn't the only thing that came out of her.  The little
collar Natasha had put on his cock came off.  Ray saw it lying on the bed.
He reached down and as deftly as he could, he palmed it.  Then he continued
to plow into her.  He tried not to pull all the way out so the foreskin
wouldn't be seen.  It looked she not only got used to it, but she began to
enjoy it.

   Ray knew he shouldn't, but he was going to do it, anyway.  Instead of
pulling out so Sasha could capture his cum shot.  Ray left it in her and
came just inside her pussy.  When he pulled out, his cum was leaking out of
her.  He took her pussy lips and spread them so his cum could be seen
better.

   Sasha had wanted him to pull out jack off and shoot his cum on her face.
While Sasha didn't get what he planned, he did a get good ending.  He
panned up to her face, and she gave a nice smile.  This worked out, and
Sasha wasn't to upset about it.

   Ray and Katya went their separated ways to clean up.  Ray waited for
Sasha back in the office.  While Sasha waited for Katya's mother.  He
handed her the fee.  Katya told her mother that she enjoyed it and she some
nice climaxes.  It was something that seemed to surprise her mother, and it
didn't look it pleased her.

   After the woman left, Ray took off the disguise.  A trade was worked
out. As payment for the video, he could download a copy once it was posted
to Sasha's site.  Ray promised to encrypt all of Sasha's work with an
unbreakable code.

   With those things worked out, Ray sat down with the bride books.  In
return for the encryption, Ray would get unlimited address and phone
numbers of the brides.  He could also download photo sets and videos from
the girls.

   Ray was able to contact a woman and made a date for that night.  But
when he met her he found out she wasn't truthful about herself.  She was
older than she said.  She had a son she hadn't mentioned.  Ray continued to
talk to her over dinner.  But if she lied to him about her age and her son,
he couldn't help think what else was she lying about.  Ray decided that
there wouldn't be a second date with her.  Over the rest of the week, the
dates weren't as bad, but things weren't going well.  Some of the women
didn't find him handsome enough for their tastes.

   Ray at least had the date with Lena coming up to look forward.  Sasha
arranged for Pytor to drive him out.  A time was set for about when Ray
would arrive.  On the way, he told him that a bunch of people were likely
there to meet him.  Ray asked if he should stop and pick up some food to
take with them.  Pytor said gifts of food were never bad.  It was a good
thing that they did.  When they got there, there were many people there to
meet him.

   When Ray got out of the car, Lena ran up to him and gave him a big hug
with a kiss on both cheeks.  Olga was the next to give the same kiss.  He
got a good look at Lena, who was only 148cm and 37kg (4 foot 10 inches and
80 pounds).

   Ray turned to the collection of people assembled and said "Privet"
(hello) to them.  Pytor brought out the food.  Olga showed him where to put
it.  There was already food laid out, meats, cheese, and vegetables, as
well as drinks.  On Pytor's advice, he had brought some vodka, but only
250ml.  To have brought more would be an excuse for the men to get drunk.
There would be just enough to drink a toast.

   Pytor gave Ray his phone number and told him to call when he wanted to
be picked up.  They unloaded the food he brought along with a bag with his
things and a change of clothes, for the days he would be there.

   Everyone got something to eat, then Lena took him around, introducing
him to her classmates and others from the village.  One she especially
wanted him to meet was Mr.  Andronsky, the English teacher.  He and Ray got
to talk to each other in English.  He said that she was a good student, but
her spelling was off.  But she had always insisted that the words were
spelled correctly.  He had told her that he had studied at Oxford and knew
the Queen's English very well.  But Lena had countered with her
Russian-English dictionary that Ray had sent her that was published in the
US.  Ray pointed out to him that in certain words, American spellings were
different from British spellings.  Lena was just following the American
versions of the words.  He agreed to cut her some slack and allow her to
use American spellings since she had an American pen-pal.

   Several children had gathered around Ray and were asking questions about
America.  Sometimes their English wasn't very good.  Ray's Russian had only
improved a little since his first visit.  He had been too busy with work to
spend all that much time studying it.  Mr.  Andronsky had to translate some
of their questions.  The kids wanted to know about a myriad of subjects. 
Ray answered all their questions.  It was getting late.  It was almost
midnight before all the guests left.

   While Ray spoke with the kids, Lena sat at his side.  Olga was busy with
all the food, because everyone had brought something, there was plenty left
over.  When the last one had left, Lena turned to him and asked in English,
"Are you going to have sex with me?"

   "Do you want me to?"

   "Oh, yes, will you leave your seed in me?"

   "Have you started getting your periods?"

   "I not start.  You not mind, I am like little girl, like before when you
here?"

   Ray pulled her close and whispered in her ear, "I don't mind that you
are a little girl.  I think little girls are sexy, and you are the sexiest
little girl I know."

   Lena knew it must be true as she saw the hard-on.  He had grown in his
pants.  She saw it, and reached down, taking it in her hand.  She said,
"This is nice, I like." Just then Olga came in the room and Lena turned to
her, saying in Russian, "Look what Ray has for me," showing it off despite
still being in his pants.

   She spoke to her in Russian, "That is very nice, and so big, for you. 
Go get ready for bed, so he can give it to you."

   "Why do you want my seed in you?  You know that is the stuff that makes
you pregnant?"

   "I know, but I not able to get pregnant yet, so no worry that way for
you.  But I want your seed because it is from you.It is best gift from you.
It is not like book or anything you buy.  It is made by you, it is part of
you.  When you put it in my mouth, I swallow it become part of me.  So that
we are together.  When you put it in here," she pointed to her crotch, "It
shows that you have love for me, for you to put in place.  I will make
babies someday.  But don't worry, I not able to make the babies yet.  I am
still little girl.  You see, I have no hair to grow there and I have no
breasts.  That is OK, for you?

   "Yes, Lena my dear, it is fine.  In fact, I like it very much."

   With that, she led him to her room.  They undressed.  She looked at him.
He was hard, she knew that, but she saw that he was shaved bald in his
crotch.  She said to him, "You have no hair, just like me."

   "Do you like it?" Ray asked her without telling her why he was like
that.

   "Yes, it is nice.  This you want to be like me.  That makes me feel good
that you like me like this.  I will keep myself like this for you.  But
will do the same for me?" He thought about only a second, then nodded his
head in the affirmative.  She broke out in a big smile.  She ran to him and
dragged him into the bed.

   He was surprised at how well she kissed, especially for a 12-year-old.
She hadn't been so good two years ago.  How did she get better?  Practice?
With whom?  He had a lot of room to talk, he just had an eleven-year-old
just days before.  Ray might not want to admit it, but he liked the
flatness of Lena's chest, despite her being a year older.

   He had his hands all over those flat breasts.  He loved it.  Lena loved
it, too.  His hands felt so good to her.  In due time, he moved and began
to kiss her chest, finally he settled on her little areolas kissing them,
licking them and finally sucking on them.  His attention there caused her
tiny little nipples to stand up.  It was also making her pussy get wet.  As
much as her flat chest excited him, and they did very much, there was
another part of her that he wanted.  He was hard for her and there was a
place for him for him to put that hardness.  But it wasn't time yet to put
it there.  He would get there in time.  He wanted to see and lick her
hairless little girlhood.

   He moved down to get between her legs, which spread for him.  He began
to lick up and down her labia, like he did with Katya.  But with her, it
was because he was making a video, but it was also lusting for the little
girl.  With Lena, he actually knew the girl, and he liked her.  It's true
that he went there to have sex with a little girl, something he had never
done with one so young.  He just didn't think it would work out as more
than a tumble in the bed with a little girl.

   He moved on to her clit.  He was doing his best to excite the girl.  He
got Katya off several times, and that was good.  Now he wanted to make sure
to get Lena off.  He could see that she was very close to a climax.  He
broke off his eating and moved so his hard dick was lined up with her
little vagina.  As he put himself into her, it seemed to drive her up
higher, still without cumming.  He was able to get all the way into her and
he was knocking at the door of her cervix.  That was it.  She reached her
peak, and she was clutching at his prick with her pussy muscles.  This, in
turn, caused him to dump a lot of his seed into her tight little girl's
pussy.

   When he was finished with his deposit, he got off her small body.  They
relaxed together in the bed.  She said, "I feel very wet inside.  I know
you give your seed.  Thank you for that.

   "You're welcome," Ray said with a smile for her.  He pulled her close to
him, and they went to sleep.  It was later in the morning he woke up.  He
rolled over to see Lena looking at him.  When she saw his eyes open, she
gave him a huge grin.  At the same time, her eyes danced with delight.

   He couldn't do anything but smile back at her and pull her over and give
her a kiss.  She said, "You are awake now?  Will you feed me some of your
seed?"

   "You want to suck my cock, and swallow my cum?" He asked to be sure they
were on the same page.

   "Yes, please, if you will let me."

   "Have at it," he said.  "But you'll have to get it hard."

   She reached down and began to stroke his soft cock.  "You do this?"

   "Yeah, sure," Ray honestly answered her.

   "Do you do this looking at my photographs?"

   Ray blushed a bit.  "Yeah, you turn me on, then and now." As spoke, he
put his hand in her hairless crotch and began to rub her.

   "Then I will never grow.  I want to be little girl for you, always."

   "This isn't never never land, you will grow up."

   "What is never never land?"

   It was a place in the story `Peter Pan' where the children that live
there never grow up.  You don't know that story?

   "I don't know that story.  But you want me not grow up?"

   "Well, whether I want you to or not, you will.  But I do like you are in
the photos, and how you are now."

   "You like the little girls?"

   "I guess that is so.  But I like you no matter."

   "I know that you like the little girls, see," she said as his prick was
now fully hard from her conversation, and her stroking him.  But he didn't
know which was turning him on more, what she was doing or what she was
saying.

   She bowed her head and began to lick around the head.  She found the
spot just below the crown.  She flicked her tongue there.  Ray was loving
it.  She did that for a minute before she took him in her mouth.  She was
sucking him while she was bobbing her head up and down.  She took his shaft
and began to jack him.  She was able to keep her lips around him, but
without letting her teeth in the way.  She was able to do that without it
leaving her mouth.  It felt so warm and wet in there.  She was giving him
all he could take.

   She had done her magic.  He could feel it was going to be soon.  "Get
ready.  You're going to get your seed." She didn't say anything, but she
looked up into his eyes.  Her mouth was busy, but her eyes were doing all
the talking with the smile in them.

   He felt it.  The first pulse was making its way up and he exploded into
her mouth.  He coated her tongue with his seed.  He could feel her tongue
moving about as he was cumming.  It was obvious she was drinking it down as
fast as he could deposit it in her.  Ah, what a feeling to cum and to know
that she wanted to swallow it.

   Too many girls that he was able to get to give him a blow job to
completion wanted him to shoot someone where other than their mouths.  On
the tiny occasions that he did cum in that mouth, they would spit it out as
soon as they could.

   But here was 12-year-old Lena wanted it.  She was so different from the
women he knew.  When she finished swallowing, he said, "Looks like you had
your breakfast.  I should get up and get mine," she smiled at him.  They
got up together, dressed, and came out of the room.

   The sun was up warming the house.  The windows were open, there was a
gentle breeze blowing.  It carried in the smell of the flowers growing in
the window box.  Ray and Lena were dressed minimally in T-shirts and
shorts.

   Olga was in the kitchen.  Ray looked at her.  Normally, she didn't dress
much in clothes that showed her figure.  But today her blouse was tight
enough and thin enough to see her bra through her top.  It was easy to make
out her breasts.  Much like Lena, she had a small chest, too.

   She beckoned them to come and sit at the table.  There was a place set
for them.  She warmed the breakfast of buckwheat porridge, eggs, and
sausage.  To Ray she gave coffee, and Lena got milk.  She asked, "How did
you sleep?"

   "We slept well," she said, understanding the question was meant for the
of them.

   After breakfast, Ray went over to his bag.  He took out some gifts he
had not let her know that he had for her.  He had her open the gifts.  It
was a series of four books of levels of English.  She had completed the
first two levels of her study of English, but this would be a good review
for her.  So, she had the next two levels for her to study.  He also
brought a much bigger and better English-Russian Russian-English
dictionary. Finally, there were four more books.  He knew of Lena's love of
detective stories, which was another thing they had in common.  He brought
stories he thought she would like.

   He told her, "When your English advances, you will be able to read
these. Wait until you can, don't go trying to read them with a translator.
Start with these two, then you can read the other two." The first were
Nancy Drew stories, the others was more adult stories, The Big Sleep, by
Raymond Chandler, and The Maltese Falcon by Dashiell Hammett.  Then he gave
her three batteries for the pocket translator.  He figured the one in there
most have given up the ghost some time before.  The final gift was a small
cassette player with plenty of batteries.  She had said the only one was at
the school.  Lena jumped into his arms and covered him with kisses.  Olga
came over to look at the presents and was impressed.

   Lena took him by the hand to show him the town.  He was keen to see the
post offices where the letters came and went, but also to see the phone
booth where the calls came in.  It was placed in the back of the lobby,
away from anywhere that others might be congregating.  It was like an old
time booth with a folding door that could be closed for privacy during
calls.  Ray was glad to see that.

   When they returned home, she told Ray to get some swim trunks or short
pants.  She put on a pair of shorts that were old and tight.  It was
obvious she had grown some since she had gotten them.  She grabbed a couple
of towels, she then led him down to the river for a swim.

   They hadn't seen many children in the village.  When they got to the
river, it could be seen why.  They were all down at the river.  A few of
them had swim suits, but most were just in their underwear.  Some of the
girls, if their breasts weren't much or anything at all, were topless.

   Ray had brought the dark glasses he wore to make the video.  There were
sunglasses rather than the prescription glasses he wore.  It was just as
well with all the prepubescent and barely pubescent girls running around.
His cock got hard.  The suit covered some of it, but he tried to stay in
the water as much as possible, at least up to his waist.  If the topless
girls weren't enough, there were all the little girls running around in
tight white panties, when wet, they became almost transparent.  The girls
closer to Lena's age wore shorts.  Those with much in the way of boobs wore
their bras.  Some with only the beginning of boobs didn't wear a bra.

   Ray had been such a hit in the village that all the kids crowded around
him, wanting to practice their English.  He was also a good swimmer.  Some
of the kids, with Lena's encouragement, went to him, attacking him,
splashing him.  He would pick up the kids and toss them in the air.  He
made sure he tossed them to where they would be able to stand up, but not
too shallow.  It was great for Ray, with all the wiggling bodies.  He was
able to touch a lot of the girls.  They were crawling all over him.  He
found that he didn't have to be too careful about where he touched the
girls.  No one seemed to care about where his hands went.

   The sun was starting to set.  Lena said it would be supper time soon,
they should go.  Several of the kids had already left.  But they all said
that they had a great time.  Some of what they said Lena had to translate.
When they got home, they went into the bathroom, and they washed together.
They then went to her room nude.

   She sat down on the bed, and patted it next to her, for him to come and
sit beside her.  She asked, "Did you like touching all the little girls?"

   "You little minx, you were sending them to me.  I bet you told them to
climb all over me, didn't you?"

   "Of course, you like to play with little girls, don't you?"

   "Yes, you have me there.  You don't mind if I play around with other
little girls?"

   "That is what you like.  I want you to have what you like."

   "I'll tell you, right now, there is only one little girl I want to play
with." He began to tickle her.  She giggled and squirmed, but she didn't
try to get away.

   Eventually, she moved up to the head of the bed and pulled him up to lie
next to her.  She turned her head and began to kiss him.  Then she turned
onto her back and spread her legs.

   "Oh no, not this time you do the work this time.  He turned onto his
back.  He spit in his hands and used the saliva to coat his prick.  He took
more saliva and rubbed into her hole.  He got her over him and lined up his
junk.  He pulled her down over him and thrust into her.  Holding her hips,
he guided her until she got the idea.

   "Now, you do it.  Raise and lower yourself on my cock." She took over
and rode him.  With his hands free, he could caress her flat chest.  She
found that she could control how deeply he went into her and how fast or
slow was the movement.  He could tell from the look on her face that she
might come soon.  He took a hold of her hips and moved her in conjunction
with his own movements.  He brought her off at the same time as he put a
load of seed in her.

   When she got off him, he rolled her onto her back and put a pillow under
her hips so that her hips were pointed up towards her head.  "Now stay that
a while.  Let my seed flow into you more." He went over and nursed at her
flat breasts while she lay there.

   While they were laying there Olga poked her head in, speaking to Lena
she said, "Dinner is ready." She looked at Lena's position.  "You have his
seed in you?  Good, let it settle in you.  Come out when you are ready."
Then she pulled her head back out of the door.  When she had gone, Lena
told him what she had said.

   After dinner Olga asked him questions about himself, about life in
America.  She also wanted to know what he thought of Russia.  Lena
translated, but at times they had to use the pocket translator.  They spent
the evening in conversation.  As Olga got to know Ray better, Lena was
getting to know him better.  Also, they got a better idea of America, as
they hadn't heard much about it, other than what the communist propaganda
had told them.  But now that the communists were gone, they wanted to know
the truth.

   It was soon time for bed.  They went to bed early out in the country,
since there was no TV or other things to do at night.  But, then they
normally got up early for the chores of the day.  In addition to Olga's job
at a berry packing plant, she had a garden where she grew vegetables for
their own use.  There were a couple of chickens they kept for the eggs.  It
was Lena's job to feed them.

   Lena went on ahead to get ready.  Olga took the translator and reminded
him of the need to pay for the sex with Lena.  He reached into his bags and
gave her the money.  He gave her more than the amount requested.  She
thanked him with a kiss on his cheek.  His money helped out, as her job at
the berry plant was seasonal.  She had only the limit income from a pension
during the winter months.

   He asked Olga about the photos and video.  She said that he was the only
one who had bought them.  He was the only man who had requested sex with
her.  He smiled at her, and told her, "They don't know what they're
missing, she is a wonderful girl, and a good little lover." Olga just
smiled at him and gave him another kiss on his cheek.

   When he got to the bedroom, Lena was nude.  Ray quickly stripped and got
into bed with Lena.  As he lay beside her expressed a concern that his seed
would leak out of her.  He knew that it was silly and thought it was a bit
weird that she had a real fixation on having his cum in her.  It was also
that was slightly amusing to him.  But he didn't want to hurt her feeling,
so he didn't say anything.

   "Ray, you will give me your seed for my tummy?"

   "You want me to plant more in you like this afternoon?"

   "No, I want in my tummy."

   "You want to eat it?" Ray asked to be sure of the route she would be
taking him.

   "Yes, you do in my mouth?"

   "If that's what you want.  But I'll tell you there might not be so much.
You drained me this afternoon, and my balls haven't had much of a chance to
refill."

   "That not matter, I take what you have.  Please, you give?"

   "Yes, my sweet, you can have all I have.  But we will do it this way,
you get on me.  Put your head down there so you can suck me, and put your
pussy up here, and I will eat you while you do that.  You want that?"

   "Oh, yes, please," she said.  With that, she mounted him.

   Ray took his time, stroking her inner thighs with his fingertips.  It
caused shivers in Lena.  He followed that up with kisses to the same
places. When he wanted to get up toward her pussy, he had to move and sit
up more.  He put a pillow behind his head to hold it.  He liked to kiss her
bare lips.  That little slit of hers was so attractive to him.  He kissed
all around her vulva.  Soon enough, he was licking over the same area.  It
took a bit of time before he settled on her pussy slit.  But when he did,
he was running his tongue up and down it.  Finally, he used his fingers to
spread it.  He was able to get the tip of his tongue into her vagina.  She
needn't have worried about his seed coming out of her.  It seemed to all
have made its way in deep into her.  He was pretty close to her cervix when
he fired his last load.  He didn't taste any of it in the part of her pussy
he could get to.

   He had to move along, or he might miss timing things right.  He moved up
to her clit.  He began with long licks that traveled from the bottom of her
pussy up to the top.  But soon the licks grew shorter as he focused more on
her clit.  They he changed direction, he was now going side to side with
her.  With the licks he threw in a few sucks.  Finally, he was parked over
her clit with his mouth and flicked his tongue up on her clit as it peaked
its head out of its protective hood.  When it was far out enough, he was
able to get his lips around it and suck on it.  He could flick his tongue
on it more.  What he did that finally set her off.  He could suck on it
while he vibrated his lips.  It was sort of like blowing a raspberry on it
while sucking on it at the same time.

   That did it, she lost it.  She nearly bit him.  She lost control of
herself.  She was making high, piercing shrieks.  Ray kept at his job, but
he could hear the noise she was making.  He was kind of glad that Russian
houses had thick insulation in the walls against the winter cold.  Also,
the houses weren't so close to each other.  He didn't want others to know
what kind of visits he was making to Lena.

   Once she came back to her senses, she redoubled her efforts.  Her head
bobbing up and down.  Her hand doing the same for the part of him that
wasn't going into her mouth.  But she must have figured out sort of what
Ray had done to her.  As she sucked, she began to hum something.  Was it
some kind of song or just humming, but the vibration did the same for him
what he had done for her?  She never seemed to care much about the taste of
his cum one way or the other.  He reached down and pushed her head down. 
While Ray wasn't hung, but pushing her head down started her to gag a bit.
Ray had to release her head and let her get back to doing it her way.  Soon
enough, they both got their reward.  Ray felt his orgasm, and Lena got to
drink his sperm down.

   After she had him all cleaned up and got all that she could, she moved
next to him.  "Why you push my head down?"

   "I thought I might help you to get my cum into your tummy.  If I did
wrong, I'm sorry."

   "I want your seed for my tummy, but you push down so far I choke.  I not
able to taste your seed."

   "You like the taste?" Ray said, a bit amazed.

   "Yes, it like salted eel.  I like."

   He pulled her close to him, and they cuddled together and together went
off to sleep.  When they got, Olga had their breakfast prepared.  They
strolled to the post office.  The postal section was closed, but the phone
was available.  He called Pytor and arranged a time for him to come and
pick him up.

   They walked around more the village.  She took him over to the school.
It wasn't very big, and only had a few classrooms.  As they walked about,
they met a few of her classmates.  They all stopped to ask a few questions
about America.  It seemed that everyone was curious about it.  A couple of
adults stopped to listen to him explain about things, with Lena translating
as best she could, as they hadn't brought the pocket translator with them,
not expecting to meet anyone they would need to translate anything.

   They had a couple of hours before Pytor would be there, but Lena was
anxious to get back home.  She explained when they got home that she wanted
another dose of Ray's little wigglers.  They headed into the bedroom.  Olga
saw them as they headed there and gave them a friendly smile.

   They took off their clothes, lying in the bed naked, kissing.  Ray ran
his hands over the flatness of her chest.  He loved it.  He had to move
down and placed his kisses on her small areolas.  She pushed her chest out
to him.  He responded by licking them and sucking at them.  He gave them
his full attention for a while, but she wiggled her hips at him.

   He reached down and began to stroke her thighs.  Shortly, he moved down
between her legs.  He couldn't get enough of the hairless little pussy.  He
licked it.  At the same time, he rubbed the top of her little twat, to
masturbate her.  In time, he moved up and worked on her clit, giving it a
good going over.  Lena brought him up short.  "Please give me your seed."

   Just to be different, he got her on her hands and knees and got behind
her.  Her little muff was in the position he wanted.  He pushed into her
doggy-style.

   It was so exciting for her to have sex in different ways.  She liked
that he was reaching his body over hers.  He was kissing her neck and ears
while he was pistoning in and out of her.  He could feel her cum as her
vaginal muscles contracted around his lance.  She he joined the party and
gave Lena what she was asking for.  When he was finished and he was sure
she was done, he pulled out.

   Lena turned around and sucked him into her mouth to get every last drop
out of him that she could.  While she was doing that, she had one hand
covering her pussy, one finger put inside slightly.  Once she had cleaned
up as much as she could get from him, she rolled over on her back.  She put
a pillow under her hips.  "I do this to keep your seed in me?" she asked.
With a chuckle, Ray nodded yes.

   She remained like that while Ray laid next to her.  She asked him about
his plans when he got home.  Did he have many women write to him?  What
kind of woman did he like?  He told her, "I shouldn't talk of other women
while I am here with my pretty little lover."

   "It's OK, if you talk of them, I not jealous of them.  I know that I am
little girl, and you came here to find wife.  I can not be wife, I am
little girl.  But, I am glad that you also like little girls, and like make
sex with them."

   He rolled off his back to look at her, "Do you think that it is bad that
I like to have sex with little girls?"

   "If you not like little girls, then I not know you.  I am glad that you
like little girls.  If you like little girls, I want you to have all you
want."

   "You wouldn't be jealous if I had sex with other little girls?"

   "No, it is what you like.  I think many little girls are pretty, and men
would want sex with them.  If you like them, then I want you to have all
you want.  But, please, you won't forget this little girl.  You will
continue to give me your seed whenever you visit me?"

   "Oh, Lena, anytime I see you I will give you all the seed I have, it is
all yours." With that, he leaned over and kissed her.  Then they lay
together with his arm around her.  She looked at him with an expended look.
"You really want to know what kind of woman I am looking for?"

   "Yes, I want to know you.  I want to know."

   "OK, I would want one who is smart.  She would have to be outgoing and
friendly.  Also, someone who likes to care for her home.  It would be good
if she could speak English.  I hope they would have some things in common
and have similar interests.

   After he told they continued to lay there.  Thad been in like that for
over a half hour like that, when Ray looked at the time.  "We got to get up
and get packed.  Pytor will be here soon."

   When he arrived, Ray brought out his case and Pytor put in the car.  But
before he got in to leave, he took Lena out of sight of everyone.  Ray and
Lena shared one last kiss.  They weren't sure if they would ever see each
other again, so they made it a good one using their tongues to remember
each other by.  As Ray got in the car, Lena said, "You write to me?"

   "You can be sure of that," Ray told her.

   "She is nice girl, but not so pretty.  There are much prettier girls in
Moscow.  You can have sex with many young girls in Moscow, that way you
don't have to travel so far for sex with this little girl," Pytor told him
as they drove.

   "It isn't really the sex with her that I like, but she is a nice girl. I
like spending time with her."

   "I hope she is good in sex."

   "That she is," Ray said.

   He went to Sasha's and tried to line up more dates.  But he couldn't
line up anything.  Then he asked Sasha if he had any photo shoots of young
girls coming up before he would be leaving.  He didn't have any, but there
was a girl who would date for money.

   Sasha helped set it up.  The girl was Marina, she was to go to Ray's
hotel.  She had been told how to get around security in the hotel.  When
she got there, Ray thought her more developed than he hoped.  But, then she
told him she was 13, so he should have expected it.  He hadn't paid
attention to the fact the photos were taken two years before.

   But she had a better attitude than Anna.  She was willing to kiss.  He
played with her tennis ball sized tits.  She liked his sucking on her
nipples.  He masturbated her, but he didn't want to eat her pussy as it was
fairly well haired.  She had been with other men and boys she knew.  So,
there was no way to be sure she was disease free.  Ray also made sure that
he used a good condom when he fucked her.  It wasn't bad, but he realized
that he preferred the pre-teens.

   Ray went to Sasha one last time and helped him get an encrypted email
provider.  Two days later, Ray flew home.  One of the first things he did
when he got home, he went to the local school district and asked to speak
to the person who does they buying of textbooks.  He was an assistant
superintendent.

   He said, I am Tim Anderson.  What can I do for you?"

   "I want to see you about seventh grade US history textbooks."

   "We get our backs from the state.  We don't buy from publishers, you
will have to talk to them.  They are the ones who will buy your books."

   "I'm not selling books.  I want to buy one.  I am looking for a good
textbook of US history, for a non-English speaker."

   "I don't know that we have any in Spanish."

   "No, she can read English, but not as well as one of your students
would. Plus, she speaks Russian, not Spanish.  I am just trying to find a
good textbook that gives her a good grounding in American history."

   "You want just one?"

   "Yeah, if I can get one."

   "If it's one, I think we can find you one that we are no longer using.
You don't mind that it's a few years out of date?"

   "How out of date?"

   "Five years.  Is that too out of date for your purposes?"

   "No, I think that will do alright."

   Ray was able to walk away with a book for only a small fee.  His next
stop was the mall.  He looked through the books.  He found what looked like
a nice coffee-table book loaded with photos and some text about each state.
He also included one that was about his state.  He also slipped in a copy
of Peter Pan.  He figured that this was the kind of thing that would go
missing in the mail system and never arrive.  He went to a package company
that delivered internationally.  He got his package together and had it
shipped.

   A week later, Olga found a note in her mail slot at the post office that
there was a package.  She saw that it was for Lena and that it came from
the US.  It was big and heavy.  She brought it home.  Lena was out of her
mind with delight that Ray had sent it to her.  Included were advanced
English tapes she could listen to and practice with.

   She wrote him back thanking him.  She had showed it to her teacher.  He
was impressed.  But it took her letter so long to reach him.  He emailed
Sasha and asked if Lena could to Ray and send it to Sasha.  He could scan
the letter and send it to Ray in an email.  Sasha was willing.  He also was
willing to accept his letters for her and print them out and mail them to
her.

   For the next few months, he tried to make a connection with the women
from Sasha's site.  But it wasn't working so well.  He looked into other
agencies, not only Russian but also Asians and Hispanics.  He mentioned to
his sister, but his brother-in-law heard about it and began to use vile
slang names for people other than whites.

   It was hard for Ray to hear that.  Since their parents died, Ray only
had a sister.  She was a good person, but her husband could be a giant
asshole.  Ray decided that he would have to stick with Russian girls if he
was going to be peace in the family.  Truth be told, he did like the
Russian girls better, but it wasn't looking good on that front.

   He sublimated his desires with work.  Over the next couple of years, the
company had grown.  He was in contact with Sasha occasionally.  He was able
to download photos and videos from girls he found attractive.  Sasha was
faithful to act as a conduit for mail between Ray and Lena.  It sped up the
turn around time for their letters.

   Ray was impressed with the improvements in Lena's English.  But over the
last six months, he hadn't heard from Lena.  He had been trying to contact
Sasha, but he didn't reply to any emails.  He searched and found that his
bride's site was gone.  He looked for Sasha's site for the girls.  It too
was gone.

   Finally, he got a letter from Lena through the regular mail.  She said
she had been trying to send letters for Ray to Sasha, but lately they were
being returned to her.  Ray got on the phone and tried an international
call to Sasha.  He got a recording that said that number was not in
service.

   In the summer, there was another agency was having a meeting that he
could go with.  He knew how to get his own visa and booked his own hotel.
He figured out how to use the public transportation system.  On the first
weekend he was there he went to the socials being held in a meeting room of
the hotel.  There were plenty of women, and he was even given a translator
he could use.

   He used her to help meet women.  But he wasn't doing very well.  He
would spot one he would like to know.  She would go over and get her to
bring back.  A couple of them got a look at Ray and stopped.  They
confirmed that was the man who wanted to meet them, and they turned and
walked away.  He was approached by a few women, but there were as old as he
was.  Others had a chest that entered the room two minutes before the rest
of her.  It seemed that a lot of the women over 23 had kids.  The ones
under 23 didn't want anything to do with him.

   He did make a video while he was there that the women from this agency
would see and could request his address, so they would be writing him.  At
least if they did write him, they would be interested in him.

   On Monday, he tried to go to Sasha's place, but it seemed to be closed.
He was able to find Pytor's number.  It turned out that he wasn't Sasha's
brother, but his brother-in-law, being married to Sasha's sister.  He said
Sasha was missing, the police were looking for him and his partner.  It
seems that Sasha did the photography and videos, but the business was
handled by someone else.  He was saying that Sasha destroyed all the
photos, videos, and bride books.  The hard drives from the computers,
cameras, and video equipment were gone.  Pytor told him it was rumored that
Sasha went to Ukraine, but no one knew for sure.

   Pytor had the number for the post office in Lena's village.  When he
called, he asked for Lena.  So it was her that he spoke to a little later.
He had been out there the few times.  He thought that maybe Lena and Olga
with her would like to come to Moscow.  It was late summer.  Lena was still
on summer break.  Could Olga get time off?

   The berry company wasn't doing so well.  They could afford to let Olga
have time off.  Olga could buy them a bus ticket if Ray would cover the
cost.

   They would come by bus on Thursday and go home on Monday.  Ray had spent
the rest of the week waiting for them by going to museums.

   On Thursday, he found his way to the bus station, he met them there, and
took them to the hotel.  He got hotel rooms for all of them.  He had made
sure that they were adjoining, with a connecting door between them.  Once
they were settled in, they went to see the sights.  Lena wanted to see the
Paleontological Museum.  She wanted to see the dinosaurs.

   Ray found that museums charge more for foreign tourists than natives. 
So, he gave Olga the money, and she bought the tickets.  They went to
dinner, then returned to their hotel.  Lena and Olga had a double room. 
Ray was next door.  He also had a double room, even though it was expected
that he would be alone in the room.

   They got their keys from the key lady who kept them.  Once inside, Ray
opened the connecting door from his side.  Lena opened the one on her side.
She entered his room.  Nobody outside knew that she was now in his room.

   Now that she was there got a chance to get a good look at her.  Her hair
was longer, instead of the braids on the side of her head.  She had her
hair in a ponytail behind her head.  She was taller.  When he mentioned it,
she said she was 156cm.  Ray had to get out a calculator before it would
mean anything to him.  She was 5 feet 1 inch.  Her weight was 93 pounds.

   She took off her shirt, she showed some of her ribs.  He could see that
she was now sporting a training bra.  When he took her bra off her, he
could see they were about the size of half a large tangerine.  He figured
that she would have to bud out at some time.  But she hadn't grown out that
much.  He now did get to see Olga in more than the house dresses she wore
at home.  She wasn't all that big breast either.

   That night went they got in bed, he saw she had no pubic hair.  When Ray
commented on it, she told him that she shaved it so she was still a little
girl for him.  Ray was grateful that she did that for him.  When he removed
his pants, he too was shaved.  She smiled that he did that for her.  Ray
sort of neglected to tell her he had shaved just before coming to Russia.
He hadn't been doing it all the time he was home.

   She also informed him that being 14, she now she had her period.  If
that wasn't enough, this week she figured that she would be ovulating.  So
giving her his seed that could result in her getting pregnant.  It was
going to have to be mostly oral sex between them.

   Ray made his first move by kissing the now naked teen in his bed.  She
gave him back every bit of the passion he was giving her.  He also fondled
her new boobs.  They weren't much, but then Ray didn't like big ones,
anyway.  She pushed his head down and he began to kiss her girls.  He was
taking time to lick around them.  He did that in ever concentric circles as
he closed in on her areolas.  They now stood up from her small breasts that
she had, as puffies.  Her nipples now were more than the pin head they had
been when he visited two years ago.

   He could lick and nibble on them.  But she liked it best when he sucked
on them.  He not only was sucking on the teat but had the areola in his
mouth, giving it a good going over.  She loved it, especially when he would
flick his tongue against them.

   It didn't take him too long before he moved on.  But he didn't start on
her pussy right away.  He took the time to stroke her thighs, giving her
shivers and causing goosebumps to rise on her legs After enjoying his
caresses on her legs, she wanted more.  She pulled on his head up.  He got
the message and began to lick her vulva.  His tongue swirled around her
lips there.  But then they settled down and began to trace the line of her
pussy slit.  Up and down it went.  Each time it completed a pass, it tried
to enter her a little more.

   That resulted in the love lotion trapped his her precious jeweled cave
to begin to leak out.  She had never had pussy cream like this before.  Ray
was glad to see in and even more to taste it.  He was soon eating it all
up. Since his cock couldn't go up there, he sent his fingers to do the job
instead.  At the same time, his mouth moved up to take position to assault
her excited clit.  He gave her everything he had, he was licking, sucking
it, flicking the tongue against it.  Lena did it.  She had her cum holding
Ray's head to her crotch.  She had her legs wrapped around his shoulders.

   After the rush passed, she was able to let go of him.  "Thank you, Ray.
That was very good.  You lick my pussy so well.  But I am still want your
seed.  You will give it to me in my mouth?"

   He lay on his back and she began to jack his bean stalk.  He was fairly
hard before while he ate her, but she brought him up to a full upright
position.  She dropped her mouth down over him.  She began slowly, taking
only a little more of his dick in her mouth.  She was aggressive, licking
the shift with flecks of the tongue to the head.  She got him more worked
up.  He knew better than to try to force her head down, though he would
have liked to have her take more of him.  Eventually, she took the head in
her mouth.  But she was getting to it.  But she did have a good head of
suction going.  Her tongue was active, too.  Soon she was stroking him and
bobbing her head to go with it.  She was taking more of it into her mouth.
She seemed to be taking him deeply in her throat.  He wouldn't have to push
her head down.  She was doing it herself.  It didn't take him too much
longer before he gave her the reward she was seeking.  He coated her tongue
with a huge supply of his seed.  She got a good taste of it, then swallowed
it right down.

   "That taste good for you?"

   "Yes, I like your seed very much.  Thank you, that you give it to me."

   "You were able to take me rather deeply.  How can you do that?  Once
before, I pushed your head to go as deeply as you were taking now, but you
protested then.  How can you do it like this now?"

   "I practice on how to do it."

   "How?  Do you have a boyfriend?"

   "No, only you I have sex with."

   "Then how do you practice?"

   "My mother, she has friend, he comes here and bought in store, an
artificial penis.  I use it to practice."

   "Why even bother to do that?  You are trying to get ready for a
boyfriend or a husband or something?"

   "I practice because I want to do for you."

   "Why would you do that?"

   "I want to do good job for you."

   "How could you know that I would even come back here?"

   "I don't know, but I hope.  You are looking for bride.  If you not find
her, so you come back to look again.  I know that you like little girls, I
am not little girl anymore.  But, I hope you when you are here, you will
visit me even if I not little girl.  To do good job for you, I practice."

   "But why would you do that at all?"

   "I want you to have what you like.  But, also, I want your seed."

   She snuggled up to him with her head on his chest and went off to sleep.
She was satisfied for a while.

   In the morning, she would have to go back to her room.  When she came
out of the room, she had to be seen coming out of her room, not his.  When
she looked at the bed where she should have been sleeping.  It was messed
up as though someone had slept in.  Olga had done that for her.

   They went out during the day and toured the Kremlin.  They walked around
Red Square and went into St.  Basil's Cathedral.  They had fun all
together. These were places Lena had never been.  Olga got to know Ray
better.  The thing Ray liked most was spending time with Lena.

   They often just walked and talked.  They got to know each other better
than before.  Now it wasn't just as a man who came to have sex with a
little girl.  She was a little older and could talk and think like a young
woman.  She wasn't quite like the women he was dating trying to find a
wife. But she wasn't just a little sex object any more either.

   In the evening, they spent time in Ray's room.  Ray told Olga he was
sorry for taking Lean away.  She told them it was OK, she could watch the
TV, something she could not do, they only had a radio at home.

   With Lena back in his room, she said, "You will give me more of your
seed?" She began to remove her clothes.

   "If you want more of my seed, there is something we can do where I put
my seed in you, not just in your mouth."

   "You can not, I will get pregnant.  Now it the time I would make the
baby if you do that with me.  I must drink it."

   "I can give you my seed here," he said, reaching back, putting a finger
against her rosebud.

   "I not ever take the seed there.  You are gentle, you not hurt me?"

   "No, I would never hurt you."

   "OK, I take your seed there." She rolled over and stuck her bottom up.

   "Slow down, my love kitten, we'll get there.  Right now, I want
something else." He pulled her up to himself.  He began to nibble on her
ears.  She started to giggle, then put her hand across her mouth to keep
from being heard.

   She turned her head to kiss him.  They shared their tongues together. 
Ray always got hard when kissing, now was no exception.They shared kisses
while he fondled her small breasts.  He moved down and began to pay his
homage to her growing boobs.  He was just able to get the whole of it in
his mouth.  He could suck on them while his tongue worked on the areola. 
He could back off and just take her erect nipples.  He licked and sucked on
them.  He even gave little nips to them.  She found that she liked it.

   She stopped him.  "Will you lick me on pussy?"

   "You like that?"

   "Oh, yes, very much.  You will do?"

   "Of course, come here."

   With that, he began, but not directly with her pussy as she had been
asking.  He kissed her inner thighs, then worked his way up to her pussy.
His tongue roamed over her pussy.  He could see from the shadow of where
she had shaved that she didn't have all that much.  Also, she must have
shaved before she came as she was so smooth.  He loved it.  Eventually, he
was running his tongue into her pussy split.  He worked his way up to her
clit, and his tongue did a dance on it.  It was such a virtuoso performance
that had her cumming in no time.

   Now was the time.  He rolled her over and putting a pillow under her
belly so her rump was raised.  He spit in his hand and coated his prick in
the saliva.  He drooled out more saliva and put it on his fingers and put
it around the entrance to her anus.  He took her by the hips with one hand
and with the other, guided his hot dog into her buns.

   He moved slowly until he found that he would want a bit more
lubrication, so more saliva was added.  Eventually, he was able to get all
the way her.  "You OK, there?" He asked.

   "Yes, but is very different.  You can do.  Give me your seed, please."

   Ray started slowly going in and out of her.  But she seemed to tolerate
it well, and he stepped up the speed.  His hands we free.  With one hand,
he was able to fondle her small boob, and the other was playing with her
pussy.  He might be finger fucking her one minute and rubbing her clit the
next.

   She was loving it.  She was being stimulated all over.  Ray wasn't too
bad with things either.  He was getting a little virgin, a virgin ass
anyway.  Her butt was as tight as her pussy had been the first time they
were together.  He finished in her and gave her a dose of his seed.

   Ray went into the bathroom to clean off his cock.  He came back and
clean off her rectum.  He laid her on her belly with her hips raised so his
seed could seep in.  Ray cuddled up to her and together they slept.

   They were still sleeping when Olga knocked on the door before sticking
her head in the room.  "Come on, time to get up.  We have a busy day
today."

   Ray and Lena disentangled themselves.  She went into the other room
carrying her clothes.  Ray figured she would shower and dress over there.
She came back and dumped her clothes on the bed, took her toothbrush and
placed it on the sink, then taking her razor, she joined Ray in the shower.

   She took the soap from him and proceeded to wash him.  She made sure his
cock was very clean.  But, in doing that, she got him very hard.  He was
tempted to have her suck him off right there.  But he knew that they had a
full day planned and couldn't afford the time.

   He did take the soap and returned the favor and washed Lena down.  With
her crotch soaped up she began to shave.  Ray turned the water off and got
down on his knees.  Taking the razor, he shaved her.  He did it very
carefully.  He didn't want to cut her.  When he had her done, he turned on
the water and rinsed her off.  With that, they got out and dried and
dressed.  Olga was waiting for them.

   They had breakfast.  They had two museums they wanted to see.  First
would be the one for foreign art.  Then they would take the Metro across
the city and see the museum of Russian art.  All this was new to Lena.  She
had never seen the museums, she hadn't even ever ridden the train in the
Metro.  She had been born in the village and hadn't ever left it.  She had
never been to Moscow before.

   Ray had gotten tickets to a symphony concert.  Ray had been to the
symphony back at home, but this was another new thing for Lena.  But before
they went to the hall, they need to eat dinner.  Ray insisted on what they
would eat at.  Lena wanted a Russian restaurant, but Ray was adamant about
where he was taking them.  He had found a good Chinese restaurant.

   The food was all new to both Lena and Olga.  Ray told them what to try
to.  They all had samples of many different dishes.  She enjoyed them.  She
wanted to know how to prepare them.  Ray told her, "Maybe I'll have to send
you a cookbook."

   "Yes, please send."

   When they got to the concert, Lena knew about the instruments and seen
them before.  She heard concerts on the radio, but she had never watched a
live performance.  She was so tired by the time they got back to the hotel.
She insisted that she sleep in Ray's room with him, even though she was too
tired to want any of his seed that night.

   Lena woke up in the morning bright eyed and bushy tailed.  Ray aroused
himself and Lena insisted that they shower together again.  Ray allowed it.
This time, as she washed his cock, he got hard again.  He allowed her this
time.  She got down on her knees and proceeded to suck his prick.  She
really showed that she had practiced.  Her tongue work on his head was
particularly good.  It didn't take her long before he painted that tongue
an off white with all his wiggling seeds.  Lena, true to form, swallowed
them right down.

   They got out and dressed.  Today it was Lena who had to knock and poke
her head to make sure Olga was dressed and ready.  She was just putting on
her shoes, then she was ready to go off to breakfast that was held at the
hotel and was considered as part of the room rate, so there was no cost.

   First, they went to a museum of Decorative & Folk Art.  Lena liked the
Faberge eggs.  Ray agreed that they were impressive.  Lena insisted that
Ray buy a Matryoshka.  As they walked about Moscow, Ray asked, "What do you
want to do with your life?"

   "You mean when I am older?" Yes, Ray nodded.  "I would like education,
maybe teach English or maybe history.  But mostly I want to have a husband
that I can take care of."

   They next went to the Novidevichy (New Maiden) Convent.  They went
through the 16th century buildings and churches.  Next to it was the
cemetery of the same name.  It was the final resting place of the who's who
of the tsar's age, as well as the Soviet era.  They went through it and
found many famous writers, composers, and musicians.  Olga had to tell Lena
who some of them were.  Finally, they got to Khrushchev.  Lena didn't know
who he was.  They never talked about him in school.  Ray spent a little
time explaining to her who he was.

   They were going to head over to the McDonald's in Moscow.  For Lena, her
first taste of American fast food.  Over lunch, Lena was once again filled
with questions she wanted to know about all aspects of American life.

   As they made their way down the street, they passed a park.  In it was a
fountain.  As it was a warm day, there were several kids playing in the
water.  They were dressed only in their underwear.  Lena stopped them and
they sat down on a bench nearby so they would watch.  While doing this, Ray
made sure he had on dark prescription sunglasses.  Their little white
underwear was wet, it was clingy, and virtually transparent.  Ray could see
about all the girls had.  Of course, so could Lena and Olga.  As they sat
for a while, watching them, Lena leaned over and whispered to her mother,
"Ray likes to see the little girls."

   "Yes, he must.  That is why he came to see you that time," Olga agreed.

   "But don't you think they are pretty?  Was I that sexy when I was
younger?"

   "I think Ray would tell you that you were.  I think he still feels that
way about you or he wouldn't come to see you every time he comes to
Moscow," Olga told her.

   After a while watching the girls, they went over to the GUM department
store facing Red Square.  They went through the shops.  Ray found a sweater
that he wanted to buy for Lena.  At first Olga said no after seeing the
price, but Ray insisted.  So she relented and Lena got herself a nice new
lamb's wool sweater.  They had one last place to go and shop.  They went
over to Ulitsy Novy Arbat, (New Arbat Street), which was a pedestrian
outdoor mall, lined with kiosks.  It was Lena's turn.  She urged Ray to get
himself a Moscow T-shirt.  He allowed her to pick it out.

   Olga said that for their last night in Moscow, they should go to a
Russian restaurant.  Lena recommended that Ray have they started with some
borscht, then golubsty, (stuffed cabbage), and khachapuri bread with
cheese. Ray liked her choices.  She mentioned she knew how to make those
dishes.

   They wanted to head back so that Ray and Lena could have one last night
together before they were to leave in the morning.  When they got back to
the hotel, she couldn't wait to get into Ray's room.  They quickly
undressed.  Ray had a raging hard-on.  He asked her, "Why did you stop us
at the park?"

   "Did you not want to see little girls?  They were almost naked like
that. I saw that you had this while you looked at them," she said as took
his big tool in her hands.

   "Well, I'll admit I was hard, and yes, you know that I like the younger
girls."

   "I want you to have what you like.  The girls were nice.  I see why you
like."

   "Never mind about them.  What I want is the little girl I have here." He
pulled her and began to kiss her.  Kisses she returned with compound
interest.  She turned the tables and began to kiss his neck and his ears.
He took her nipples and rolled them between his thumbs and index fingers.
He couldn't take too much of that.  He wanted to lick and suck on the
little nubs she had.  She held his head to her breast as though he were her
baby.  He nursed from both switching often.

   Meanwhile, he had a finger down between her lips, masturbating her clit.
She was cooing very much.  He pulled his hand away and asked, "Do you ever
do this?"

   "Yes, I like to do that.  I think that is you doing it for me.  That
makes it better."

   "Well, let's see if I can live up to what you do."

   "No, please lick the pussy for me.  I can use the finger on myself.  But
I can not lick myself."

   "You really like it?"

   "Yes, you do well, and I like.  But you will go home, and I will miss
it. Maybe I should find someone to lick for me," she said with a smile.

   "You have any boy in mind?"

   "No, I have no boyfriend.  I only have thoughts of you."

   "Let's see if I can be worthy of your imagination."

   He started out licking her lips.  She was leaking her love lotion again.
He dove in and tried to get it all up.  It had a sort of fresh taste to it,
kind of reminded him of spearmint.  While he was drinking her ambrosia, he
used his fingers to continue to diddle her.  He was able to get her to the
top of the mountain and experience her climax.

   When she came down from her mountain, climbing, she told him, "Thank
you, that is very nice.  You do that very good.  But, I not get your seed
yet.  I want it.  You give it to me, please?"

   "Oh, yeah, don't you know it," he said, but he got up and went into the
bathroom.  She didn't know what he was doing.  He came back with a condom.
She realized what he was going to do.  If he used that, she wouldn't get
pregnant, but she also wouldn't get his seed.  She reluctantly laid on her
back and spread her legs to welcome him into her.

   He tried to give her his best screw.  He was moving his hips every which
way and varied his speed and depth.  She couldn't get his rhythm so that
she could join him.  If the odd rhythm wasn't enough, right in the middle
of it.  He grabbed her and rolled over onto his back.  Now she was the one
on top.  She got herself seated more properly.  Now she could control
things.  It worked better for her.  It was exciting for him, as he was
trying to get her back to that mountain top again.  This time, he joined
her.  She could feel him banging at the door of her cervix.

   When they finished, he pulled out.  His condom was full.  There were no
cuts or tears.  She was safe.  But she didn't get his seed.  She took it
from him and put it over her mouth and turned it inside out.  She was able
to suck out the seed she desired so much.  She was so happy to have gotten
his seed again.  She had a smile like the Cheshire cat.  She could now rest
contented.

   Ray saw them off to the bus station and waited and watched as the bus
departed.  If he was successful in finding a bride, he wouldn't be back, so
this might be his last time to see her.  He was sorry to see her go.  She
had gone home on Monday, and his flight home was the next day.  He had so
much fun with her, he would miss her.

   When he got home, he went to the book store and found a book that was
part travelogue part history and had it sent to her.  Then he tried to try
to make a connection with the few women he met.  But nothing was panning
out, so he applied himself to his work.  His only social outlet was his
letters to Lena.  But being as they were going by regular post now, it took
longer to get letters back and forth.

   Another year came and went.  To mark her fifteen birthday, he arranged
to have a bouquet delivered to her.  She gushed about that in her next
letter to him.  She told everyone in the village that she had gotten the
flowers.  She was still filled with questions about America and about Ray
himself.  He got to feeling if he told her any more about himself, she
would know him better than he knew himself.  She also told him more about
herself.  As she had gotten older, she was more aware of herself.

   She also told him that she was Mr.  Andronshy's best English student. 
He was even using her as a tutor for students.  Regular English studies
began with 6th grade, but she even began to teach younger kids in the
village as everyone knew of her American connection, and her American
pen-pal.  The year sped by.  She had turned 16 recently, Ray sent her
flowers again.  It was the talk of the village.

   The years were going by, and he was still single.  He felt loneliness
every time he went over to visit his sister and her two boys.  What could
he do?  Did he want to be single?  Would that be so bad?  She was single
now that she divorced her racist husband.  Should he keep trying to find a
bride?  But, where he seems to have stuck out so many times in Russia. 
Single or not, he envied her with her boys.

   Ray sometimes ran a clinic for people with computer problems.  One day,
a man came in saying he was having problems with his home computer.  Ray
gave him some advice to take care of the problem.  It turned out the man
worked for the INS.  Beyond the computer problems, the two men struck up a
friendship.

   Ray had been thinking so much about Lena since her last letter.  She was
going to be graduating from high school soon.  She had said she would like
it if he could be there.  Ray had struck out with all the Russian women he
had met.  The only one who showed any real interest in him was Lena.  He
thought about her.  She was smart.  She had learned English, even if it was
with his help.  They had common interests and had fun together.  She was
friendly and outgoing, plus she was open minded.  She knew things about him
that no one, or at least other than Olga knew about him.  She accepted him
as he was.  Lena wasn't the classic beauty that he hoped he could show off
as his trophy wife.  But, no matter what the Hollywood standard of beauty
was, Lena was attractive to him.

   If he asked her to be his bride, would she want that?  Could she leave
her life in Russia and come to America?  That was what he was expecting
from the women he met there.  He was expecting his future bride would want
to move to the US.  Why not her?  One thing was for sure: she liked him, a
heck of a lot more than any of the other women he knew.

   He called and asked the guy how old a woman had to be to get a visa to
come to the US as a fiancee.  He told him that she had to be of legal age
to marry in the state that the person lived.  Among the other requirements,
he had to have met her face-to-face within two years of filing the forms.
The person had to make 150% of the poverty level.  Ray had no problem
meeting the requirement about income.  Ray checked about the laws in his
state.  A girl could marry at 16 if she had parental permission.  It had
been a bit over two years since he had last seen Lena.

   Later, Ray called him again, and asked about the procedure.  The man
explained it and got him the forms that he would need and what all he would
need to provide.  Ray began to gather those things he would need.

   If Ray wanted Lena, he was going to have to make another trip to Moscow.
It would require some planning.  But planning and organization were one of
Ray's strong suites.  He would have to have an invitation from Olga to get
his visa.  This would be different from getting some applications from a
hotel.  But he had those too.

   The first thing he needed to do to start the visa process was contacted
Olga.  He placed a call to the post office.  They went and got Olga.  When
Ray called back, she was surprised, and asked if Ray was in Moscow.  He
told her no, but that he was planning to come to Russia and wanted to see
Lena.  Would she want to see him?  Olga was shouting, DA!  DA!  prikhodit!
(come).  Everyone in the post office turned to look at her.  He told her
what she needed to do for him.  She continued to answer Da at his requests.
She was eager to do it.

   When she hung up the phone, everyone gathered around her asking what was
going on.  She told them that Lena's pen-pal was coming to Russia.  He
would come to their village.  They were all impressed.  Ray had been a hit
when he was there years before.  They still remembered him.  Some of them
knew of the flowers he had sent her for her birthdays.

   Ray didn't tell her that, tell her about his plans.  He got a visa.  It
was a multi-entry.  It took Ray a little time to get all the forms
together, and he got a permission form that Olga would have to sign.  He
had it in English and Russian.

   As it turned out, his timing was just about perfect.  Lena was going to
graduate from high school.  She had invited him to come.  Now he was going
to be there in time for the graduation.

   When Ray landed, he found a cab driver willing to take him out to Lena's
village.  Ray gave him directions.  Ray tipped him a large tip and asked if
he would be willing to come out and pick him up in a couple of days?  He
agreed and gave Ray a card with his number.

   Lena and Olga greeted him like the prodigal son.  He was tired from the
jet lag.  Lena was busy with her graduation the next day.  He did take a
good look at her.  She was a couple of inches taller, now 5 feet 3 inches,
but still only 100 pounds.  They undressed Lena's breasts were a bit
bigger. But they weren't larger than a whole tangerine now.  She was still
shaved, so was Ray.  They merely slept together that night.  As they lay on
the bed, she spoke, "You have come to Russia looking for your bride?"

   "I've found her.  But I had to come to see you for your graduation.  I
want you to come to Moscow with me.  I will only spend one day here, but I
want you to come there with me." She was glad that he came, but if he found
his bride, he wouldn't be coming back any more.  This would be the last
time she saw him.  She was a bit sad at that.  But she tried to keep up a
happy face.

   He went to her graduation, her class was her and two others, (the
village was small).  At the graduation, she was given a special
recognizance for her skills in English, and that she tutored the younger
students.  Ray didn't understand what was said.  Lena had to tell him later
what it was all about.  After the graduation Lena wanted Ray to meet her
"special pupil," she said.  Ray said hello to the little girl, Vika.  He
was so preoccupied with things, he didn't think much of the girl.

   "I want you to go to Moscow with me, but you should pack for several
days." Lena thought she was going to lose Ray.  This would be the last time
she would see him.  That night Lena told him, "I want your seed tonight
while I can get it."

   "Will you be safe?  I don't want to get you pregnant now."

   "I was getting cramps very bad.  To help with that, the doctor put me on
birth control pills.  So, I can have your seed and I will not get pregnant.
Please, it has been so long since I've had your seed."

   Ray couldn't turn down that invitation.  They undressed, she asked,
"Will you lick my pussy?" He began by stroking her thighs.  But she was in
a hurry.  She wanted his mouth on her pussy.  He accommodated and was
licking the entrance to her vagina.  She was producing her spearmint
flavored juices.  He noticed that it wasn't as strong as it was a couple of
years ago.  Now there was a bit more of a musk to her.  But no matter, he
licked it all up while he diddled her clit before he moved up there.  She
was ready for him.  She was very excited.  Her clit was trying to poke its
head out of the hood.  He gave it a good going over.  He gave her the
climax she was seeking.

   He gave her a minute to catch her breath.  Or more like she gave him the
minute.  She pushed him on his back and was about to ride him cowgirl.  But
he stopped her and had her turn around.  She was going to ride him reverse
cowgirl.  She loved Ray.  He knew so many ways to have sex.  He was always
teaching her new ways.  She was glad that he was her first.  He would be
great for any girl's first time, she thought.  She rode him until she got
his seed.  Then she laid on the bed in a position to let his seed seep deep
into her.

   She asked what that they would do in Moscow, they had already been
there. But he was closed lipped about his plans.

   In the morning, he went to the post office and called the cab driver and
promised a nice tip if he could get there as quickly as he could.  Ray went
home, Olga had breakfast ready, and they all sat down and ate.  Lena wanted
to know where they were going and what did Ray want to show her in Moscow.
He told her, "You'll see."

   The cab was there in less than two hours and whisked them to the hotel
where Ray had reservations.  Lena was surprised that the room was only for
one night.  He checked in and dropped off their bags.  They wanted to the
Kremlin.They walked through the churches.  Ray talked about each of the
churches.  You'd have thought he was a tour guide.  They went into the
Assumption Cathedral.  He told her that in this church, the tsars were
married.

   Lena was impressed with Ray's knowledge of Russian history.  He turned
to Lena, and said, "Elena Nikolaievna Fyodorova, will you marry me?"

   She was stunned.  "You want to marry me?" She could hardly get out the
words.

   "Yes, if you will have me."

   "But you said you found your Russian bride."

   "I did.  It is you.  Will you marry me?"

   "OH, YES!" Lena yelled.

   The other tourist turned to her.  Being so loud in this holy church was
out of place.

   After they left the Kremlin, he insisted that they go to a doctor.  He
had arranged the appointment before he left for Russia.  He had the forms
that the doctor would have to fill out.  He gave them and he did the exam.
He promised he would have them ready in a few days when the test results
came back.  Ray would pick them up in a few days.

   They went back to the hotel.  Ray could now make love with his fiancee.
She wanted more of his pussy licking.  She also wanted to drink his seed
down.  Her tummy hungered for it.  There wasn't any preliminary action,
they just went right at each other.  They each got what they wanted.  She
swallowed the coating he put on her tongue.  She loved it.  Lena didn't
understand why she had to pack so much if there was only the one day.

   He put their bags in checked luggage and would be back later to pick it
up later.  They visited a few sights near the hotel.  We went back and
picked up the luggage.  She expected that they would be going home.  But
instead he got a cab, and they went to the airport.  She was surprised that
they were going to the airport.  He had tickets for the plane to St. 
Petersburg.

   They arrived and headed to their hotel.  They checked in and wanted to
go off and see the sights.  The first place to go was the Peter and Paul
fortress.  They both enjoyed the history.  Back at the hotel that night,
Lena was too tired having walked so much.  They would have three more
nights before they headed home.

   They went to the Hermitage Museum as soon as it opened, as there was so
much to see.  One of the many things they both loved was the art and the
history.  They spent the whole day there, and there was still much more to
see.

   That night in bed, they kissed while Ray fondled her growing boobs.  He
liked to lick them.  Lena loved it when he sucked her nipples.  He mounted
her missionary.  She had her arms and legs wrapped around him as he humped
into her.  She got another deposit of his seed.

   The next day they went out to Tsarskoye Selo to see the Catherine
Palace. They toured it, but alas, the panels for the Amber Room had yet to
be found they hadn't been replaced.  But, with the long bus ride and all
the walking limited them to no sex tonight.

   Ray had one last trip planned.  They were going to Peterhof.  They
boarded a bus for another long bus ride.  Lena had no idea where they were
going.  When they got there, she didn't know anything about the place. 
"Why did you take me here?"

   "Don't you want to see some of the sights of your country before you
leave?"

   "I'm really going to live in America?"

   "I guess I could run my company here, but I would have to change so much
of my operation, it would take a lot of work."

   "No, I want to go there." For Lena it was all so unreal.  She would
marry and live in America.  She had never thought her life would go this
way.

   They walked through the palaces.  She couldn't believe that people could
live with such riches.  She had grown up poor and couldn't imagine having
all those things.  But that didn't stop her from enjoying the tour.  Ray
walked away from a place in the gardens, quickly leaving Lena standing
there for a moment too long.  Ray knew about the trick fountain.  She
didn't.  Suddenly the fountain began to shoot water out.  Lena was
drenched. Ray laughed at her.

   "You knew about that, didn't you?"

   "Yeah, sorry, but you are a sight."

   "I'm all wet."

   "You'll dry, it's warm out."

   "I'll get you," she said as she gave him a punch in his arm.

   He grabbed her and gave her a kiss, getting himself wet in the process.
She smiled at him with one of her smile wide smiles to know all was
forgiven.

   She was dry by the time that they were to board the bus back to the
hotel.

   They had that night in St.  Petersburg before heading back home.  She
wasn't going to waste any time.  As soon as they were alone in their room,
she attacked him, to pay him back for the trick with the fountains.  He
wanted her to at least get their clothes off.  She about stripping him and
as soon as she was naked, she planted herself on his face, telling him,
"Lick me."

   That wasn't anything that he objected to doing.  He could get his tongue
up into her inner passage.  She began to leak her pussy juices.  He wanted
more of them.  He couldn't get enough.  He reached up and spread her lips
to get at her clit more directly.  He was able to tongue it well enough to
have her cumming shortly.

   Then it was her turn.  She laid him back, and she about gobbled his tool
up.  She licked around the head, teasing him, popping in her mouth only
spit back out again, then a cycle like that.  He reached down and pushed
her head.  She looked up at him, smiled.  She began to bob her head up and
down while she sucked.  He held her without moving it, that she
appreciated. She appreciated it even more when he pushed his hips and began
to shoot his seed into her mouth.  She took it all.  She swallowed it down,
then smacked her lips.  She went back and cleaned him to make sure she got
every last bit of his seed.

   In the morning, they hit the shower together, as they washed each other.
Ray had to remind her they had a plane to catch and there wasn't the time
for fun and games.

   When they landed, they took the Metro out to the bus station.  It would
be a couple of hours before the bus left for the village.  They went by the
doctor's office.  He had the forms all filled out.  Lena's test results all
came back good.  They went over to the bus station.

   Lena asked if he could afford to have her fly to America.  He had spent
so much on the flights, hotels, and the tours.  Ray assured her that he had
more than enough to take care of everything.  Her expectation was that he
lives about as well as Russians in Moscow, not rich but better than her. 
She told him that they needed the money.  That is why she posed for the
photos and the video, but it never got them anywhere.  At least until he
wanted to come to her for a paid date.  They needed that money.  She and
her mother got by on what little pension they received when Lena's father
was killed in an accident on a collective farm.  They were so grateful for
him, he was like a blessing from heaven to them.  Ray told her that he had
forms she would need to fill out and he would have to file them, and if
everything was approved, she would have to do an interview.  He would come
back when she was to do her interview.  But he also broke the news that he
would fly back tomorrow.  So he would only be in the village for the day.

   When the bus arrived in the village, she bolted off the bus and ran all
the way home, leaving Ray to carry the luggage.  When he got to the house,
Olga showered him with kisses.

   Ray told her that they could only get married if she gave her
permission, Lena translated.  She was saying Da Da.  Ray went to his bag
and brought forms.  He told Olga that he had a form for her to sign that
gave her permission for Lena to marry.  Ray had Lena filling out the forms,
then he put them away.

   Olga wanted to have a special meal for the engaged couple.  When she
went to the store, she was telling that everyone that Lena was engaged to
her pen-pal from American.  Several people felt the whole village should be
celebrating this.  Olga didn't have to buy anything.  The people of the
village went home and brought something to share.  Soon Olga's house was
over flowing with people and food.  Everyone wanted to congratulate the
happy couple.  Some of the men brought along some vodka to toast the
couple.

   With all the people in the house, Lena seemed to be seeking out someone.
Olga knew who she wanted and left.  She came back a few minutes later.  At
that time, Ray and Lena were in the backyard by themselves.  Olga lead a
young girl back to them.  Lena told Ray, "This is Vika, she is my special
English student and good friend." When Olga had fetched Vika, she hadn't
told her why Lena was looking for her.  Lena spoke to her in English, "Ray
is going to marry me."

   Vika said in English, "I am so happy for you." Then she went over and
kissed Ray on both cheeks.  She stopped and looked around.  She saw nobody
nearby.  She kissed him on the lips.  She then moved over and kissed Lena
on both cheeks, then kissed her on the lips too.

   She asked in her basic English, "Will I get what you promised if he came
back to see you?"

   "I will try and get it for you.  We will see.  Maybe tomorrow you come
and visit me?  We can have some time together.  You will spend the night?"

   "Yes, yes, I come."

   Lena took their hands and led the two of them back to join the party.

   The men had produced some vodka and began to toast the couple.  Ray had
a couple of drinks of the vodka.  Olga came up to Ray gave him a bottle of
vodka.  He was to use this for drinking the toasts.  When he went to have
the next toast, he drank it down.  He turned to Olga, he realized she had
given him a vodka bottle filled with mineral water, and gave her a smile to
thank her.

   Eventually the vodka ran out.  That was the sign that the party was
over. Everyone left, Olga left them.  They went to Lena's room.  They
undressed for bed.  Ray said, "I will have to leave you in the morning.  My
flight leaves tomorrow."

   "Why do you leave so soon?"

   "The sooner I get home, the sooner I can get the papers processed.  I
know someone who can help speed things along.  The sooner the papers are
done, the sooner I can come back.  I will be here for your interview."

   "Good.  I want you to come back.  Sooner is better." With that, she
leaned over and gave him a kiss.  That was it, it started a tongue war, as
they competed in whose mouth they were going to go in.  It was close to a
draw as they wrestled together.

   Ray conceded defeat on this front.  He moved to open a different front
on her small boobs.  Not only did he fondle them, he was kissing and
licking the areolas.  She was pushing her chest out to him in
encouragement. He took her engorged nipples in and sucked them.  They
responded by standing up for him.

   She wanted more from him.  "Will you lick my pussy?"

   "Ah, your wish is my command." He moved down to put his face between her
spread legs.  He started with kisses and they were soon followed with licks
up and down her shaved vulva.  His kisses got her love juices flowing.  He
had to drink his fill at her fountain.  But she wanted more than that.  He
knew that, so he pushed on up to her erect clit.  He teased it, kissed,
licked and finally was sucking on it as his tongue ran all over it.  He got
her to where she wanted to go and had another climax from him.

   She wasn't going to waste the time.  She moved down and took his hard
tool in her mouth.  She was sucking and bobbing her head while her tongue
was working overtime on him.  It didn't take long.  She got his cum.  She
swallowed it down and gave him like the cat that got the cream.  After she
got everything she could get from him.  She laid back beside him.

   She asked, "Do you like Vika?"

   "Your student?"

   "Yes, she is my student, but also she is special friend for me.  Do you
like her?"

   "Yeah, she's fine, I guess," Ray said, not really thinking about her. 
Lena was the focus of his thoughts.

   "Good, I am glad you like her.  She likes you.  You make Bolshoi," she
said, taking his cock in her hand.  She began to stroke it.

   It didn't take too many strokes before she could feel it start to harden
in her hand.  He was hard in short order.  She wanted on top to ride him.
"If you're going to do that, turn around.  Lena turned around and rode him
into reverse cowgirl.  He liked to watch her rise up and then come back
down on him and to see his prick slide into her hairless little pussy.

   Ray still considered Lena hot.  Her pussy was bald, even if because she
shaved it now.  Her boobs were still small.  They were about as big as they
were ever going to get.  It wasn't that much about the size of a tangerine.
She hadn't shown much growth in two years.  It was obvious that she was
always going to be small breasted.  That sure wasn't going to be a problem
for Ray.

   As she rode him, his cock rubbed her clit just right.  She rode him
through her first climax, going for another as she wanted more of his seed
in her.  She got that as she was starting her second climax, she could feel
as Ray was injecting her with his seed.

   When he was finished, she crawled off him.  She stole his pillow from
him, sticking her tongue out at him, as she put it under her hips to tilt
them up so more his seed flowed into her.  He retaliated by taking her
pillow and putting it under his head.  She just scooted around so that her
hips were still tilted, but she could lay her head on his chest.  They went
to sleep like that.

   In the morning, Ray had to leave.  He told Lena she had a job to do, she
had to get her foreign passport.  He went to the bus station.  Olga came
with Lena to see him off.  Not only those two, but Vika was there, too. 
Before he got on the bus, Olga gave him a big hug and kisses on both
cheeks. Lena also gave a big hug and a kiss on the lips.  "Come back soon,"
she said to him.  Then little Vika came up and gave Ray a hug and even a
kiss.  Which sort of surprised Ray.

   Ray couldn't get home soon enough.  He contacted his friend at the INS
gave him the forms as well as the other things that were required to go
with his application for her visa.  He submitted copies of photos of them
in Moscow and St.  Petersburg, as well as copies of their boarding passes
to show there were there together.  He also sent a letter to Lena telling
her what he had done and sent copies of their photos together.

   His age and her young age did attract some attention, but Ray had
included copies of letters from back when they had first gotten to know
each other.  In the end, it only slowed the approval by a week as they
checked things out.  Olga's form giving her consent to their marriage
helped.

   Ray wanted to have Lena join him in Moscow, then after the interview,
they would fly back to America.  But Lena wouldn't agree to that.  If she
wasn't going to be married in her village, there at least needed to be some
time for the couple in the village for at least some kind of celebration.
Ray agreed to spending two days in the village with her.

   He got a notice of Lena's appointment at the embassy.  The embassy had
already sent her notice of it.  She knew he would be coming, as he had
promised.  The village began to prepare for his arrival.  Ray in his turn
booked a round-trip airline ticket for himself, and for Lena one way for
the homeward flight.

   Ray arrived at the airport and took the Metro to the bus station.  He
boarded it, and it seemed the ride took too long.  He couldn't wait to see
Lena.  It had taken almost the whole of the summer to have everything taken
care of.

   He arrived at the station.  Lena and Olga were there to meet him. 
Before he could get his luggage, a young man came up to take it.  Lena said
he would take it to their home, he was to come with them.  She led him to a
hall in the village.  It was filled with people.  It was a celebration for
Lena.  She wasn't going to be married there, so they would have to have the
next best thing.  There was an Orthodox priest there to give God's blessing
on their union.  It was almost like a wedding, though it was nothing legal.
But it was the best that was going to happen there.  It was an engagement,
a mock marriage, and going way party for Lena.

   He could see how important Lena was in the village.  Mr.Andronsky
complained that he was taking away his best student and helper.  He wished
them good luck.  Others from the village told them the same thing.

   When the party was over, he found Lena, who was talking with Vika.  Vika
saw him and turned to him and waved.  Then she and Lena came over to him.
Lena gave him a kiss.  Vika motioned for him to bend down.  When he did,
she gave him a kiss too.  She turned to go home.  Lena and Ray did the
same.

   Olga helped clean up, and the engaged couple went on alone.  They
undressed and got into bed.  Ray wasn't too tired to eat a pussy, and Lena
was happy for him to do that.  They laid in the bed as Ray played with her
small breasts.

   "You still like my breasts?" Lena asked.  "They aren't so little any
more."

   "They are fine.  It's you that I love.  It isn't because of your breasts
that I love you."

   "But you wanted to have sex with me the first time, because I didn't
have any then."

   "Yes, that's true.  I wanted your immature body then.  But that is what
got me to know you.  You didn't have any then, that's why I lusted after
you, and I wanted to take your virginity.  Would have had sex with any
man?"

   "Yes, I would give my virginity to any man who would pay for it if I
liked him.  We needed the money, so I was willing to have sex, but no man
ever wanted me.  But you wanted me.  When I talked to you, I liked you, you
are very nice man.  So, I wanted to do that with you.  I was glad that you
were my first.  A girl would like to know the man that will be her first.
It is always best if she likes him.  If it turned out a man came to have
sex with me, and I didn't like him, I would have refused the sex with him,
because I didn't like him.  Even if we needed the money, I would have
refused.  But, I liked you.  That is why I was willing to go to bed with
you.  Also, that is why mama lets you come to my bed, because she could see
that I like you.  I thought that you liked me too, not just for the sex.  I
know I am not the prettiest girl among all the models.  But choose me
because you liked me, didn't you?  But now you love me?"

   "Of course I love you.  Yes, you are right that I liked you from the
very first look at your photographs.  After that first day when I got to
know you, I liked you.  I wanted to have sex with you because I wanted your
little body.  But, also I liked you and wanted to be with you that way. 
Over the years, I have come to know you, and you know me.  You know me
better than just about anybody.  You accept me for what I am.  How can I
not love you?"

   "That is how it can be with a girl.  She can know a lot about someone,
and she likes him.  When she meets him, she can like him more, even so much
that she would want him to be her first.  You liked being my first?"

   "You got me there, yes, I did.

   "You liked putting your seed in me, and I didn't get pregnant."

   "Yeah, I did," Ray sheepishly admitted.  "But, now all this talk of
virgins and girls who can't get pregnant see what you've done, you got me
all hard."

   Lena turned her backside to him.  She got on her hands and knees, and
wiggled her hips at him.  Ray knew what she wanted.  He was happy to
oblige. He got up and mounted her.  He reached over her as he humped into
her.  He used one hand to twill one nipple, the other hand was diddling her
clit.  She came before long.  She waited while Ray finished rutting into.
She wanted that seed.

   The next day Lena was busy packing.  She was leaving her life in Russia
behind.  She had everything set by evening.  Olga made a special dinner for
Lena's last dinner at home.  But, to Ray's surprise, there was a fourth
plate on the table.  Soon enough, their other dinner guest arrived.  It was
Vika.  For the first time, Ray really looked at Vika.  She was about 4 feet
4 and somewhere around 55 pounds, Ray guessed.  He realized she was about
the same size Lena was when he first met her.  She had blue eyes that sort
of smiled at him like Lena did.  She had blond hair down to just below her
shoulders.  Unlike Lena could actually be called attractive looking with a
pleasant face.

   Lena told Vika was a special friend for her.  She said her mom knew
about the relationship and supported it just like she did Lena's and Ray's.
As they ate dinner, Vika talked to Ray as he sat between her and Lena.  She
asked questions, in English, about Ray's and Lena's coming life.  She was
also concerned that Lena would be able to write to her.  They continued
talking a while Lena nodded to Olga and she made Ray change positions with.
Vika was now sitting between Lena and Olga.  They began to braid her blond
into two pigtails, one on each side of her head.

   When they finished, Olga excused herself, as it was late and she was
going to bed.  But Vika hung on, she had more questions, and talked with
him, Lena helping her sometimes with her English to get out what she was
asking him.  Or she would help her understand his answers, by sometimes
telling her in Russian what he had said.

   Ray got to know about her, too.  Her mother had died and father spent a
lot of time drinking, and didn't care much about her.  It was Lena who
watched over her and cared for her.  She was worried about what would
happen to her if Lena went away.  Lena assured her that her mom, Olga,
would watch over her.

   Lena got up and went to the bathroom to get ready for bed.  But, before
she did, she gave Vika her old translator.  The girl still stayed talking
to Ray using the translator when she needed.

   Lena returned from the bathroom in her nightgown, and told Ray to go and
get ready for bed.  She would meet him in the bedroom when he was done.  He
cleaned up and came to Lena's room naked.  Lena was in there, and to Ray's
surprise, so was Vika.

   Lena spoke, "Vika will to stay the night with us.  You will have sex
with her?  Vika is young girl, you still like the little girls?"

   "You want me to have sex with her?" Ray said, shocked.

   "Yes, you like the young girl.  She is nine-years, Tak, she is young
girl.  So, you want her, she wants to have sex with you.  You will give her
your seed, yes?  She wants that.  She is young girl she won't get pregnant.
So, you like?"

   "Please, Mr.  Ray, will you give me your seed?  I want you to give it to
me.  I have not had a man's seed yet."

   Ray was flabbergasted.  "She wants to have sex with me?  She hasn't had
sex yet?"

   "No, she is virgin.  She has not been with a man yet.  You will be the
first."

   "She's what you said nine?  Does she even know about sex and how to do
it?"

   "Yes, she knows.  I teach her.  I teach her English, and I teach her
sex."

   "You had sex with her?  Why?  Do you like girls?  How long have you been
having sex with her?" Ray asked, now wondering about Lena.

   "Vika is lover for me for a year now.  But, I prefer men, but I know
that you like little girls.  So, I try to see what it is you like.  I want
to understand you.  I tried it.  I see what you like, so now I understand
it.  I see that it is good, so I like it too.  Vika wanted sex too, so I
teach her.  You are good at licking the pussy.  I learn how to do it.  I do
it for Vika.  She likes it.  She can do for me also.  If I lick her, she is
happy to give back.  But we cannot give the seed.  She needs a man for
that. She wants your seed.  You will give her your seed, yes?"

   "But why do you do this?"

   "I want you to have everything you want.  I tried so I know you better,
so I wanted to know what you like, and see how you feel.  Now I know how
you feel.  Vika is here, now you can have little girl again.  Vika wants to
have your seed.  I told her I would try to get it for her."

   "Well, I did like what I did with the young girls, and you were my
favorite young girl," Ray said, grabbing her and giving Lena a kiss.

   "So, you like to have the sex with the young girls, and Vika is young,
and she wants to have sex with you.  She is waiting for you.  She wants
your penis.  I tell how Bolshoi and Prekrasny, (beautiful), it is."

   Then Lena lifted Vika's nightgown off her.  "Here, see, she is little
girl." Her flat chest was flat with pink dime sized areolas, and nipples
that were flat to her chest.  Ray could see her small hairless pussy.

   His cock started to get hard.  Vika watched with wide eyes as it got
hard and stood up.  He moved over to her and kissed her.  She did a good
job of kissing, especially for a nine-year-old.  It was obvious that Lena
was teaching her.  He was to find that Lena not only taught her how to
kiss, but she had opened up the girl using the toy that she had.

   He enjoyed kissing her, while he kissed her mouth, Lena was kissing her
neck and kissing a nibbling on her ears.  She was doing all the things, all
the things that Ray had done with her, over the years.  Then he spent a
little time with her neck and ear just because he liked to do it.  While he
had left her mouth, it wasn't left alone.  Lena moved in and the girls were
sharing kisses.

   Ray moved down to the flat chest of the girl.  He caressed it as well as
planting kisses all over it.  He kissed her areolas and licked them.  It
was something that they both enjoyed.  Ray was having a good time there,
but Lena pushed his head.  She said something to Vika, who spread her legs.

   Ray moved south to eat the little peach that looked so juicy.  As it
turned out, that little fruit produced a very tasty nectar, and so much of
it.  But, nature calls, and man must answer the call.  It was natural for
him put his finger in her.  He had to try her out.  He slid in so easily
and so deeply.  He tried a second one of his fingers.  She took it.  She
might be able to take his cock.  But, before he went there, he wanted the
little clit hidden in her hood.  He kissed it, licked it, sucked on it, and
had himself a good time with it.  It gave her her first male induced cum.

   She wasn't quiet about it.  Ray was afraid that her noise would wake
Olga.  But then he realized that Olga always knew what he was doing with
Lena.  She must have known what Lena was doing with Vika.  She would have
known what he was going to do with Vika.  She knew that she was staying the
night.  She and Lena sat there and braided her hair like Lena's was the
first time he met her.

   Lena had her hand around Ray's hard cock, stroking him.  When Vika
orgasmed, Lena whispered in his ear, "She needs you now.  Give this to
her," she said as she squeezed it.

   He re-positioned himself and the girl so she was on her back with her
legs spread, her knees doubled up.  She was ready for him.  He got over
her. Lena took his dick in hand and lined it up with her little box.  He
slid into her like a hot knife into butter.

   It was good that Ray was a little shorter than the average bear.  He
went all the way into her without banging it into the back of her love
tunnel that was her cervix with part having a part of him left out in the
cold.  She was so wet, her juices hadn't stopped flowing when she came. 
Her motor was still running.  He was going to put her through her paces
like a race car.

   It didn't take long before her tach was way over the red line.  Her
pressure was building up over the threshold.  Vika couldn't believe what it
felt like.  She felt so full and yet needing something.  She knew she
needed his seed.  Her brain was a whirl of not of thoughts but sensations.
They came so fast and piled up on each other, she couldn't get them
straight.  She was going out of her mind, but in a good way.  Lena was
right when she told her about this, it was absolutely the best feeling.

   Ray was giving her the maximum RPMs.  How much could she take before she
blew?  But, blow she did, she was wild.  If she was loud before, it was
nothing like this time.  Ray was worried that she would wake up the whole
village.

   Noisy, she might have been, but that wasn't stopping Ray.  He was going
to cool her engine with his own moisture.  He injected it right into her
boiler.

   When he caught his breath, he backed up and out of the girl.  Lena asked
him, "You gave her your seed." All he could do was nod "yes." "Give me,"
she said as she pushed him out of the way.  She moved down between the
girl's legs and began to lap at her pussy.

   That did it, it set Vika off on another cum.  Ray couldn't hardly notice
the rhythmic movements of her vagina.  But it was heated again.  Lena was
able to get it to work to her advantage.  His cum was moving closer to her
waiting mouth.  With vacuum like suction she was able to get at least some
of Ray's seed out of her and swallowed it down along with the girl's love
juice.  She enjoyed both fluids.

   That was wild.  He was watching his fiancee eat his cum out of a little
girl.  He couldn't help it.  That was so erotic.  His cock reacted almost
without thinking about it.

   Lena was the first to see it.  "Look, Ray has made Bolshoi again."

   "Please Mr.  Ray, will you give me your seed for my tummy?"

   "You want my seed in your mouth?"

   "Yes, please give to me."

   "You haven't sucked a cock before, I assume?"

   "No, she tries with my toy penis.  She used to suck.  Will you let her
suck yours?"

   "How can I refuse?" Ray said as he got on his back and brought Vika over
to him.

   She began with Lena watching.  They must have spent some time doing
that. Vika was taking his head in her mouth.  She was bobbing her head and
sucking well.  She had her tongue doing swirls on it.  He was watching Vika
so much, she moved a couple of times to get a better position to suck him.
But, what he hadn't noticed at first, she was moving to let Lena get to
her.

   While Vika was sucking Ray, Lena was eating the girl out.  Lena managed
to get Vika off just after Ray made a deposit in her mouth.  Ray pulled out
just in time.  He was worried that Vika would lose control again.  He was
worried that she might bite him there.

   Vika told him, "Lena says your seed taste like salted eel.  I don't like
eel.  But, I think you not taste like eels.  You taste good.  I like your
seed.  I put in my tummy, thank you."

   Lena seemed to be enjoying Vika's love lotion almost as much as she did
Ray's seed.

   Apparently Olga anticipated them.  When they finished there were wet
warm wash clothes, and soft fluffy towels just outside the bedroom door.

   They went off to sleep.  There was an early bus to be caught.  Several
people came to the bus stop to see off Lena.  She posed for several photos
before boarding the bus.  Once in Moscow, Ray and Lena headed for the
embassy.  He told her what he told them, that they were pen-pals and had
met through Sasha's pen-pal club, which he did have.  So their cover story
flew.

   They noted that Ray had come with her, that was a positive for her. 
They took Lena in alone and asked her questions.  She aced the interview.
She came out and stamped her passport with her visa.  Now it was on to the
airport.  Olga and Vika had waited for them at the bus station with the
luggage.  From there, the quartet headed for the Metro to head out to the
airport.

   Before they began to board the plane, Lena hurriedly took Vika into the
nearest bathroom.  Once alone, Lena was sticking her tongue down the young
girl's throat, and at the same time she had a hand down the girl's panties.
They had only a minute together like that.  Lena promised she would come
back and they would have more times together, and of course Ray would be
with her to give Vika more of his seed.

   They headed out.  There were some last photos of Lena with her mom and
with Vika.  Then Lena took one of Ray with Olga and Vika.  The final one
was of Ray and Lena, with Vika between them.  Lena promised to send copies
of the photos to them.

   When they were about to board, Ray discretely handed Olga a large amount
of money.  She could get a taxi from the airport back to the village.

   Ray and Lena flew to America.  But, once through customs, they boarded
another flight, not to Ray's home but to Las Vegas.  He knew that she could
get married, and he had a copy of Olga's permission with him.  He had
reserved a chapel.

   Within two hours of landing in Vegas, they were a married couple.  Ray
had his Russian bride, to him, the best trophy wife a man could have.

   Now Lena had a never ending supply of Ray's seed.  But she was willing
to share it with any little girls they might find who wanted some.  She had
to be willing to let Lena suck some of it out of her little pussy.

   The End.

   Please note that the dialogue is an attempt to render non native
English-speaking persons to English.  Sasha is at best an advanced
intermediate English speaker.  Lena starts out as a non English and learns
English.  Her English gets better, I hope to have rendered that.  Also note
that the way Russian is spoken is not the same way that English is, so
Russian speakers using English are not going to express themselves the same
a native speaker of English would.

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