I really wonder how you feel on these nights so alone

“if only you could see”

I am dying. Do you hear me? (part eight)

Jan 15, 2010 || 11:33 AM || comment?

God I found the key,
I found the key,
But how come it doesn't work?
The sliding door is closed,
And I am stuck here.
Oh please don't close the door,
My dreams are behind the door.
I heard a voice calling me, calling me.

Morning light broke through the small gap in curtains covering the window, spilling onto Lidiya's face. She mumbled something then rolled over. She tried to fall back asleep but the room was too bright. Her eyes weren't ready to open, but she rubbed away the sleep and slowly sat up. The room around her refused to focus so she squinted in a vain attempt to see. Lidiya pushed away the covers and set one foot on the ground. Her foot met with the cold tile and chills ran down her spine. After a quick search for socks, she no longer feared the floor. From her dresser she pulled out a pair of shorts and a plain white shirt, and quickly got dressed. Aleksandra's bed was empty, but made. The dress she was wearing last night was folded into a neat bundle and placed at the foot of her bed. Lidiya left her room and walked towards the dining room. As she got closer, she faintly heard the voices of some of the other girls. She walked into the dining room and noticed Yuliya sitting in the chair closest to Viktor's on the right. Galine was to her right, and the two were talking. Yuliya seemed extremely cheerful and radiant. Lidiya also noticed Aleksandra, who was sitting in a chair as far as possible from Viktor's on the left. Lidiya smiled and took a seat to Aleksandra's right. When she sat down, Aleksandra hadn't looked up or even acknowledged the fact she was even there. Her attention was on the empty glass she was twirling about with her finger.

"Morning, Aleksandra." Lidiya greeted her with a smile. Aleksandra nodded but didn't say anything.

"Sorry about last night...I didn't know you were back, or I wouldn't have turned on the light."

"It's alright." Aleksandra said quietly. She looked at Lidiya and offered her best smile.

"I have a lot to tell you...but later, okay?" Aleksandra revealed. Lidiya nodded. The other girls slowly came into the dining room. Anya, Vera, and Daria sat next to Galine, while Faina, Nariya, and Katerina sat next to Lidiya. Natalia arrived without much fanfare, although she was looking much better than she had the previous morning. The two chefs brought out three trays, each one carrying an assortment of freshly prepared fruit. When Viktor arrived, Yuliya really lit up. Lidiya watched with great interest as Yuliya interacted with Viktor. The two seemed equally interested with each other. Lidiya looked back at Aleksandra, who didn't once look at Viktor. She simply ate her breakfast in silence. Lidiya looked at her own plate, which was empty. Her stomach grumbled in response, so she took from fruit and ate it while wondering what exactly happened last night. After eating, she glanced back at Viktor, who was leaving the room, Yuliya in tow. When the two were gone, Natalia complained aloud to no one in particular. Vera listened because no one else would.

"I'm going to take a shower," Aleksandra said. She left her seat and walked away without waiting for Lidiya to respond.

"Hey!" Lidiya quickly left her seat and caught up with Aleksandra. Following Aleksandra into the showers, Lidiya watched as Aleksandra undressed and placed her clothes on the rack where the towels were. Aleksandra turned on the faucet and simply stood under the water, her head tilted towards the ground. She started crying, though her tears were indistinguishable from the drops of water.

"Um...Aleksandra?" Lidiya was standing next to the rack where the towels and Aleksandra's clothes were.

"It was horrible, Lidiya." Aleksandra cried.

"What was? What happened?" Lidiya asked. She felt her stomach drop as she heard the despair in Aleksandra's voice.

"It started off nice...he bought me a really nice dress then took me out to eat..."

"I was starting to get a little impatient." Viktor said. Aleksandra smiled as he said this, then looked down at her plate. The food looked and smelled amazing.

"It tastes better than it looks." Viktor said in between chewing and swallowing. She nodded then took a bite. She wasn't sure whether to eat it all now because it was so delicious, or to eat it slowly to savor it. The waiter returned with a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. Aleksandra looked up at Viktor, who was smiling.

"The dinner wouldn't be complete without a nice drink," he stated. She stared at her glass then took a drink. It churned in her stomach but she quickly got over the feeling for Viktor's sake. She didn't want to accidentally insult him by admitting she didn't like the wine, so she drank as much as he did. When dinner was over, she didn't notice that he already paid for the check. She also didn't realize that she almost fell down the stairs, or that Viktor was carrying her for a short while until she moved her leg and saw her foot floating. She looked around and thought that she herself must be floating.

"Ah, Viktor!" Aleksandra exclaimed suddenly, and wrapped her arms around him.

"Don't worry, Aleksandra. I won't drop you." Viktor responded with a wink.

"Drop me?" she thought. She felt underneath herself and felt Viktor's arms.

"Oh..." she said quietly.

They arrived at his car, where he carefully took his keys from his pocket and unlocked the doors. He leaned forward and managed to open the passenger door, then set her down in the seat. Viktor shut the door then went around and sat in the driver's side. As they drove back home, Aleksandra stared out of the window, the blur of buildings and natural scenery captured her attention. Before she knew it, they were home again and Viktor brought her to his room. She stumbled over to his bed and watched with great curiosity as Viktor untied his shoes. He looked up for a moment and smiled at her. Aleksandra acted as if she were caught peeking at something she wasn't supposed to, and looked away quickly. He walked over to the bed, and she leaned back to look up at him. Aleksandra lost her balance, and fell on her back on the bed. He slowly climbed on top of her and gazed at her for a few minutes.

"You look very beautiful in that dress, Aleksandra." Viktor said softly. She laughed nervously as she stared at his mouth as he carefully formed his words and listened to them escape from his lips. Aleksandra sat up as best as she could from beneath him, wanting to feel his lips on hers again. He bent down so their lips could meet, and they kissed. She wondered how it was possible for someone's lips to be so soft. When she opened her eyes, Viktor's were staring back at hers. She smiled and Viktor was wearing his devious grin.

"I imagine you're just as beautiful when you're not wearing that dress." Viktor said as he slid both hands under her dress. She squirmed as his hands traveled along her sides. Aleksandra wasn't used to anyone touching her on her sides so his trailing fingers tickled her greatly. He pulled her close so that now she was sitting up, then he took his hands from under her dress. He reached behind her and started unzipping her dress. When she felt the top slipping off, she felt extremely nervous and very aware of what might be coming (or coming off) next. Her chest was already bare because she didn't need a bra for the dress she wore. Her exposed skin prickled with goosebumps. As Viktor ran his warm hands over her chest and back, Aleksandra felt extremely uneasy and tense.

"I was wrong..." Viktor started. He pulled the dress off completely and set it aside. He stared at her panties for a moment before looking back at her. "You're even more beautiful without the dress. But you seem nervous. Please relax." He gently pushed her, and she laid back on the bed, and fixed her gaze on the ceiling. She felt his fingers running along the top of her panties, so she gripped the covers on his bed. He pulled them off as well, so she tried to keep her legs as close together as possible.

"Oh, please relax Aleksandra. I know you will enjoy this." Viktor said, running both his hands up her thighs, and pulling her legs apart. She felt his lips on her thigh next, getting ever closer to exactly between her legs. She felt his breath first, then something warm. She shut her eyes tightly, afraid of what she might see if she opened them. While in her mind she protested the sensations she felt, she couldn't help but shudder and moan in response to his actions.

After a short while, he stopped, then sat up for a moment. Aleksandra heard him unbuckling his belt and unzip his pants. She swallowed hard and tensed up again. Once completely undressed, Viktor climbed on top of her again. "My dear Aleksandra..." he whispered into her ear. She turned her head away and wished she could disappear. The next thing she felt was expected and unexpected all at once and she let out a cry.

"You need to relax..." he reminded her, then tried again. Her body was too tense and tears were coming out the corners of her eyes.

"I...I'm not ready Viktor." Aleksandra sobbed.

"Just relax." Viktor said. Aleksandra continued to cry.

"Please...no..."

Viktor sighed and looked at her. He wiped away her tears with his thumbs. She flinched when he touched her but she didn't say anything. In silence he put his clothes back on, then handed her the dress. She pulled it over herself and zipped it up. She grabbed her panties and stepped into them, then quickly pulled them up. Together they left his room, and walked to hers. She stopped at her door and he pulled her close. He hugged her and kissed the top of her head, but she didn't hug him. She walked into her room then shut the door. The sound of laughter echoed down the hall, so Viktor walked in that direction while Aleksandra was alone in her room, crying.

"Oh Aleksandra..." Lidiya said. She took a towel from the rack, then walked to the shower and turned off the faucet. She wrapped it around Aleksandra's body and held her tightly as Aleksandra cried on her shoulder.

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But I can try for your heart. (part seven)

Jan 13, 2010 || 12:28 AM || comment?

And I wonder, as I lay here
In this senseless field of dreams
Do you think of me, as I think of you
As the nighttime slowly sings?

Faina sighed loudly. She knocked three more times and waited. Still no answer. She sighed again, then turned sharply on her heel and walked back to the den where the others were relaxing. There were three such dens in Viktor's home, each one with a different atmosphere. This one featured two couches and two reclining chairs. The lights were adjustable in how bright they could be set. A coffee table was in the middle of the room. This den was more for simple relaxation rather than noisy recreation. No one looked up when Faina entered the room. She plopped into one of the chairs and sighed loudly. She twirled some hair with her fingers.

"I guess they didn't want to join us," Faina stated, referring to Katerina and Nariya. Vera, who was sitting on one of the couches with Anya and Dariya, simply shrugged.

"Maybe they had something better to do than gossip about Viktor and Aleksandra," Dariya said. Anya smirked but offered no comment. She was working on a sketch of Yuliya and Galine, who were sitting together on the floor. Yuliya was painting Galine's nails.

Faina scoffed and turned away.

"Honestly Faina, why bother with jealousy? Viktor chose all of us, and we are all living together. He isn't going to stick with one girl for longer than he wants to." Dariya said.

"Who said anything about being jealous?" Faina raised her voice, and her face was turning red.

"She's right, Faina." Lidiya added, from behind the book she was reading. She set it down on the coffee table, then leaned forward in the chair, and rested her elbow on her knee. "Remember this morning with Natalia?"

"That was scary," Galine said. Everyone turned to her and Yuliya. Yuliya shook her head and closed the bottle of nail polish. She grabbed Galine's hand and blew on her nails to help the polish dry more quickly.

"Whatever." Faina mumbled. "Why should we just sit here while they're out having a good time? We should have our own party."

"Now there's a good idea!" Dariya jumped out of her seat.

"I know just what we need." She said, then ran towards the kitchen. A few minutes later she came back, bottles in tow.

"Take this," Dariya said, then unloaded the bottles into Vera's lap. She ran back to the kitchen and returned with some glasses. Vera read the label and smiled.

"Where'd you get this?" Vera asked, as she showed the bottle to Anya who also smiled.

"The kitchen, silly." Dariya replied.

"Well I hope there's enough glasses for everyone," Anya said.

"Who all wants to drink?" Dariya asked?

"We do," said a voice from the hallway. Nariya and Katerina entered the room, holding hands.

"So glad you decided to join us," Faina said unenthusiastically.

"What's her problem?" Nariya asked.

"Ignore her. We're going to have a little party!" Dariya exclaimed. She set the glasses on the coffee table. Anya, Vera, Katerina and Nariya gathered around the table. Faina sighed and reluctantly joined them. They all looked over to Yuliya and Galine.

"You interested?" Dariya asked. Yuliya glanced at Galine, then at the bottles.

"I don't know if she should.." Yuliya said.

"Why not? She's an adult!" Dariya winked at Galine. Galine smiled, then grabbed Yuliya's hand and brought her over to the table.

"It'll be safe if you're here," Galine said. Of all the girls, Yuliya had been living with Viktor the longest. And of all the girls, Galine was the youngest. Whether it was motherly instincts or that she felt bad for Galine, Yuliya took it upon herself to take care of Galine.

"Okay...maybe one or two drinks for you." Yuliya said, though she still sounded uneasy.

"Don't worry so much," Dariya said, as she opened a bottle of wine. She smiled Galine, and poured some in her glass first. She filled it only half way, then set the bottle down.

"Go ahead and try it."

Galine looked around nervously, then stared into her glass. She brought the glass to her lips, then took a gulp. Her whole body shivered and she shook her head. Dariya laughed, then poured wine into everyone else's cups. After pouring herself some last, Dariya raised her glass. "To Viktor," she said with a laugh, then took a swig. Everyone followed Dariya's lead and drank some wine. Lighthearted conversation ensued, and so did more drinking. By the time they finished the first bottle, Galine had already passed out. No one noticed until Dariya opened the third bottle, however, when she was asking who wanted another glass. The group laughed and Yuliya sighed.

"I'll...I'll bring'er back to the room, "Yuliya said slowly. Her cheeks were flushed, like many of the girls, and she was certainly feeling the effects of the alcohol.

"Do you need any help?" Dariya asked as she poured some wine in Katerina's cup. The wine spilled over the top of the glass, onto Katerina's hand and the table. Nariya smiled, took Katerina's hand, and licked some of the wine off.

"Nariya, don't!" Katerina said, jerking her hand away and wiped the excess on her pants, while the other girls giggled. Katerina's face turned an even brighter red and Nariya smiled even more.

"Ah..no.. I'll be back soon." Yuliya stood up too quickly, and had to take a second to regain her balance. She bent down and lifted Galine's limp body, carrying her like a young child. She waved to the girls then made her way out of the den. As she walked down the hall, she heard a burst of giggles and sighed. Yuliya grunted as she carried Galine. She felt the young girl's body slowly slipping, so she decided to rest against the wall for a minute. After adjusting her grip, she inhaled deeply then moved away from the wall and continued to her room. As she went around the corner, she ran into something. She stumbled backwards, then looked up.

"V-Viktor!" Yuliya exclaimed. She suddenly felt very nervous and worried what Viktor would think about them drinking.

"Yuliya." He outstretched his arms, and Yuliya carefully handed him Galine. He watched Yuliya careful as she did this. She was squirming in her skin, wondering if Viktor already knew what they were up to. He turned around without saying a word then walked with Yuliya to her room. She kept the pace slow so she wouldn't stumble too much. She had been concentration so much on walking that she nearly passed up her own room.

"Oh! Right here..." she said, and slowly opened the door. Behind it was a room that was neatly kept. It was obvious which side was Galine's and which was Yuliya's. Galine's part of the room was adorned with a lot of pink things. A pink stool was pushed under a vanity that was next to a pink dresser. Her bed had a pink bed spread, with pink pillows at the head. Yuliya's decorations were more subdued, a bed spread with a light blue and white pattern. She had a wooden chair pushed in to her vanity, and some letters taped on the wall that the vanity was up against. Yuliya sat on her bed while Viktor brought Galine to hers. He removed her shirt and pants, then laid her down, pulling the covers over her. He watched her for a moment before turning to face Yuliya. He sat on the bed next to her, and stared into her eyes. Yuliya kept her eyes locked on his. She understood how Viktor read body language to find the answers to his questions. She decided to make the first move. She leaned against him, resting her head against his chest and sighed. She wrapped her arms around him, and held him snugly.

"Did you have a nice time?"

"Hm." Viktor ran his fingers through Yuliya's hair then looked down at the top of her head.

"Yes." He replied after a moment of silence.

"Do you remember the concert you took me to?

"I remember the dress you were wearing." Viktor said with eyes closed, as if he was imagining it in his head. It was a black dress that stopped a few inches above her knees and offered a generous view of her chest.

"The concert was enjoyable as well." Viktor said, then kissed the top of her head. He grabbed her chin and tilted her head upwards. Again Yuliya had to face his piercing gaze.

"I imagine you had a nice time while I was away, as well?" It was foolish to think she could have ever fooled Viktor. He seemed to know everything at all times.

"We had a few drinks." Yuliya admitted.

"And why not?" viktor asked. He stood from the bed then held out his hand.

"Maybe you'd like to join me for a few more drinks in my room." Viktor offered. Yuliya nodded and took his hand. Together they left the room, and Yuliya shut the door gently.

"I've noticed how much you care for her." Viktor pointed out.

"She reminds me of my younger sister..." Yuliya said, her voice trailing off.

"Ah yes...her birthday is soon, I believe?"

"You remember?" Yuliya said, sounding somewhat surprised.

"Of course. You wrote home last time. But perhaps this time you can visit her?"

Yuliya's eyes grew wide. "Viktor...do you really mean it? But...I don't have a gift...or a way to get there..."

"Of course you do. I'd be more than happy to take you shopping, then I can bring you to her." Yuliya felt her heart swell. It had been a couple of years since she last saw her sister. She wrote home often, mostly to her sister. Viktor's arrival was a perfect way to leave home, but there was no way she could bring her sister as well. Their mother was lazy. She complained often about not having enough money, and any job she ever managed to get, she would always quit within a few weeks. It seemed like her mother had difficulty stick with any long term commitment, which was why her father left them. For a while, things were well, and her father held a nice position that didn't require her mother to work. When he lost his job, her mother was furious. She refused to find work, but continued to spend money until there was nothing left to spend. Eventually her father found another job, but he couldn't stand living with a woman like that. He stuck around for his daughters' sakes but he left when he found out that his wife had been sleeping with men who would buy her things. He regularly sent money for support after he left but her mother kept it for herself. Thinking about that made Yuliya wonder if she was starting to be like her mother. She wondered how her sister Marta was holding up. Marta prided herself on her academic abilities, and while she couldn't afford to go to school, they allowed her to continue as long as they could keep as bright a student as herself. Surrounding herself in her studies was how she escaped from her problems. Yuliya also wondered if her father found someone new to love, if he had new daughters. Daughters that he loved more than Marta and herself because they were not his ex-wife's children.

"Maybe we can celebrate her birthday with our father...maybe you can meet him?" Yuliya asked.

"Of course. You can call her tomorrow." Viktor said.

Once they made it to his room, Viktor led Yuliya to his bed. She sat down and watched as Viktor grabbed two shot glasses and a bottle of vodka from his minibar. He returned to her side, and handed her a glass. He opened the bottle and filled her glass first, then his own. He set the bottle on the ground then rose his glass.

"Enjoy." Viktor said, then tossed it back and swallowed in one fluid motion. Yuliya followed suit, but as the vodka slid down her throat, her whole body shuddered. Viktor poured her and himself another shot and they drank that as well. He set the bottle on the ground, then faced Yuliya. After feeling the effects of the wine, she was swimming in her own thoughts, but now that the vodka entered her system, she felt herself letting go of any cares. Viktor took off his shirt, and he moved closer to her. She looked at him for a moment, then traced a finger on his chest. His skin prickled and he delighted in her touch. He gently pushed her hand away, then pulled her shirt off as well. He pulled her close, then kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around him, and held him tightly. He laid back, so that Yuliya was on top of him. She smiled at him, then bent over and started unbuckling his belt. She undid the buttons, and slowly unzipped his pants. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply as she ran her hand over his boxers. She sat upright and unhooked her bra, then laid on him, pressing her bare chest against his. Yuliya kissed his neck then whispered something into viktor's ear, which made him smile.

In the den, most of the excitement had died down. No one noticed that Yuliya never came back. Nariya and Katerina decided to leave, holding hands and stumbling on their way out. Dariya waved as she gathered the glasses with Anya and Vera's help. Faina sulked away on her own, and the trio mocked Faina's attitude. It was mostly Dariya doing impressions while the other two laughed. Vera bumped against the table, and a glass fell, shattering as it hit the ground. The three girls laughed again and Vera knelt down to pick up the shards. Dariya smirked and lowered her voice. "Yuliya, please clean the mess. Do be careful."

The three girls laughed again then left the room. Dariya lingered for a moment as she noticed Lidiya still sitting in the den. "Everything okay?" she asked. Lidiya looked up, snapping out of her daze.

"Oh. Yeah. Just heading to bed now. You need any help?" Lidiya asked. Dariya cast a sideways glance at Vera and Anya. The two girls shrugged their shoulders and Dariya shook her head.

"Um. We already picked everything up....get some rest Lid."

"Yeah..." Lidiya said, and waved them off. She picked up her book then slowly headed back to her room. She wondered if Aleksandra was back. Suddenly feeling anxious, she wanted to run back to her room, but she didn't trust herself enough, or the ground to stay level. Keeping one hand against the wall, she made her way back to her room. She opened the door slowly, and flipped on the light switch. The first thing she noticed was Aleksandra, who was curled up into a ball on her bed. She was still wearing her dress, and wasn't even under her blanket.

"Oh, Aleksandra!" Lidiya said. Aleksandra grabbed a pillow and held it over her head.

"Will you turn off the light?" Aleksandra asked with a strained voice.

"Oh...one second.." Lidiya stumbled over clothes left on the floor, then turned on a small lamp near her bed and turned off the bedroom light.

"I didn't know you were back already...how'd it go?" Lidiya asked. Aleksandra rolled over so her back was facing Lidiya.

"I'm tired. Let's go to bed."

Lidiya frowned then sighed. "Maybe in the morning then..." Lidiya said, as she struggled with taking off her clothes. She turned off the lamp then laid down, pulling her blanket up to her chin.

"I like your dress..." Lidiya said before turning over and falling fast asleep.

Aleksandra sighed, staring into the darkness for a while before closing her eyes and eventually falling asleep.

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Vows.

Jan 9, 2010 || 9:08 PM || comment?

Tell me, what is the importance of getting married? Why do you think it is necessary, unnecessary (yet you would still), or something just totally not necessary and you would never get married?

I want to get married. I want to be proposed to. I want to be proposed to in a romantic way (not unlike the way you see in movies)...well I don't want it to be like in the movies, I want it to be personal and something that I would really enjoy. Being proposed to at a special place with some significance to Adam and myself, or perhaps a new place that is a very neat or unique place and it is the kind of place you might get proposed to..at.

Why do I want to get married? There are a few main reasons. The first is love. The second is legal/I want to have a family. Another is structure.

I want to get married because being married to someone is like the final step in sealing your relationship with someone. When you get married you make an official promise to someone that you love them and always will love them (please do not bring up divorce right now). When you get married you promise to take care of each other til the end of your days. This is for love. For trust. For affection.

I want to get married because when you are married to someone, there are legal benefits that are necessary in order to provide a solid foundation for starting/having a family. Hospital rights. Having a joint bank account. Taxes. It is much much much easier to provide for your children when you are a two-person, married/civil union couple (heterosexual and homosexual, I believe both family types are fully capable of providing a loving and caring "home" for their children). This is also where structure comes in, because it mostly ties into the family part. I want to have a family where my children have parents that are solid in the sense of trust and security.

Getting married doesn't change the fact that I love Adam, so in that sense, "marriage doesn't change anything". But being married is more than just about proving to the audience you love someone.

This is why I want to get married..

I have been with Adam for four years now. I've told him how I'd at least like to be proposed to by the time we are both done with college...I don't want to get married asap or start a family asap... I don't want a ring that costs several thousand dollars..Ideally we can get married before we both start our careers, but try not to have any children until we are both financially secure after starting out careers..

this is just something I want to do, okay? I hope that I covered everything..

please comment and let me know why you want to get married, or don't, think it's necessary or unnecessary...

Perhaps a stranger she could love. (part six)

Jan 8, 2010 || 3:41 AM || comment?

Music was playing faintly in the background. Nariya was sitting on her bed, cross-legged, with her eyes shut. Sitting behind her was Katerina, who was brushing the other girl's hair. She hummed along with the music as she continually passed the brush through long sable locks. Nariya sighed with content. Katerina set the brush aside, then wrapped her arms around Nariya and pulled her close in a tight embrace.

"What do you think they're doing?" Katerina asked quietly.

"Hm?" Nariya was so relaxed and lost in thought that she hadn't heard Katerina.

"I mean Aleksandra and Viktor. I wonder what they're doing. What they're talking about."

"Oh." Nariya sighed. She broke free of Katerina's embrace, then laid down, resting her head in Katerina's lap. Nariya stared up into her eyes and smiled.

"I'm not really sure...but do you know what I'm doing?"

"Being lazy?" Katerina retorted.

"No..." Nariya started, "I'm thinking a really beautiful girl, and I'm having a hard time caring about anyone else or what they're doing."

"Wh-who?" Katerina asked, her cheeks burning a bright red.

"I'm thinking about you." Nariya said, then sat up. She adjusted her position so she could face Katerina. She smiled coyly, then leaned in close. Nariya's lips grazed Katerina's ear, giving her goosebumps all over.

"You are beautiful." Nariya repeated the sentiment before leaning back slightly, her lips now only millimeters away from Katerina's, who was grabbing fistfuls of blanket as her eyes fixed on Nariya's. In doing this, she hadn't noticed Nariya's hand moving behind her until she felt it on the back of her head. Katerina closed her eyes as she felt Nariya pulling her close. Their lips touched, and Nariya kissed her. After a few moments, Katerina pulled away.

"Nariya!" she exclaimed. Her cheeks were even more red than before, and Nariya seemed very pleased.

"Yes?" she asked with a devilish grin.

"I...will you kiss me again?"

Nariya nodded, then gently pushed Katerina so she'd lay down on the bed. Nariya lowered herself on top of Katerina and began kissing her again. Amidst the kissing and the music, a persistent knocking at the door went unnoticed by the two girls.

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