Part 2. The teleportation. Chapters from 5 to 7

                Chapter 5. Lifeguard and cheater.

          Nadezhda felt unusual in the new place. If she is just a guest, maybe she wouldn't feel so, however, the information that they abandoned their customary place and became forced immigrants in the Siberia, especially in winter, threw her off balance for a while. In a week, she began to notice that some part of her accepts these circumstances. She saw that different places and living conditions are like scene-change in the theater, but the internal viewer stays the same. Maybe so the human being gets used for everything? She wasn't sure.
          Although they lived in such a wilderness, where the soviet people are deprived of very many things, Albert and old Paul had money. Even during the market-oriented reforms there was not a single commercial stall in the endangered village. These stalls stood four miles from here, where they had arrived by bus at night and the choice of food was much more narrow than in Moscow region. However the old man all the time was bringing the imported food, and when Nadezhda payed attention   at the inscriptions on the packages, it turned out almost all of them were made in the United Stations.
          They had not to hide Olesya anymore. Although Paul was uncommunicative with the neighbors, however, he told as if casually that now he has lodgers, that's a woman, her husband and his niece, as if all of them are from Krasnoyarsk, although they were born in the West. In Siberia the people name the European part of Russia as the West.
          The neighbors, because of their poorness, wanted to invite lodgers too, but they doubted someone would be going to look for apartment in such a wilderness. So they asked old Paul in order he would find such people else. One day the old Paul was walking in the street of the village with Albert. Near a gate, another old man was standing and smiling without reason. With his round face and amiable smile he remotely resembled a famous actor, although he was much bigger. They said hello, talked a little and Paul has promised to find an alone women as a lodger or two women friends.
          -How is he from your point? - the old man asked Albert, when they have moved aside.
          -Although he is a little stupid, but religious and I feel, he is a kind one, this is the main thing.
          -This is Balda. You see, the faith had been a very good influence on him.
          -Praise God!
          -When I became aware that his faith is real, when the first child was born in his family, a boy, now he is twenty five, he lives and works in Krasnoyarsk, then I put under a note: "Your happiness is between three pines". I drew a scheme there and indicated the place of these pines. He understood nothing, but his wife, without being a fool, she had sorted things out, and I had not to write a note at the second time. Although it was difficult, but she had found  and dug up the "treasure" I had buried. There, underground, in the tin can I put an amount of money about equivalent to that amount I'd stolen long ago.
          -Certainly this fact does you credit, - Albert said. - Unlikely another would return the money.
          -Don't compliment ahead of time. What if you will be disappointed after? However, perhaps, you will be not, because I reconfirmed that you assert the moral freedom, in fact, not just in words. Olesya craves something.
          -You said, she doesn't like young people.
          -I'm going to tell you about she likes.
          The old man led his successor in the edge of the village, where the forest already was beginning, and there he expounded his amusing plan to Albert.
          After the information about impossibility returning home, now Nadezhda gradually recovered from it. Maybe, it is not worth worrying? What if the new life will turn out better than former one? They are in Siberia, but the food at home not worse than in Moscow. No everyday difficulties or caring.
          After consulting, the old man and Albert yet decided to let her in on the secret of the teleportation, because of the hiding this great ability now consequences may be worse than from disclosure. Without being aware, in what degree it is serious, she could do anything stupid and fall into the hands of the sharks who are undercover of the FSB certificates.
          After sending Olesya outside to go for a walk, they told her about the things they are able. She listened to them and didn't know, whether it was worth believing in things she heard. But she had to believe.
          -Do you remember, you were indignant, because you forgot your makeup bag at home in Mytishchi and you said you were so accustomed to it that you wanted nothing instead of it? Say, where it is, and I will "climb over" for it.
          -In my handbag in the low box of the bureau or in the cupboard in the wall.
          Albert at once disappeared right in front her. Nadya turned pale.
          -You have to get used to this, - the old man said.
          She still didn't recover from shock, Albert has appeared again "from nothing", having taken from there not only the makeup bag, but also the whole handbag.
          -Now you see what a golden fish Kashin wanted to possess. And "wanted  the  whole  world  to  fear  him"? Almost as in the Pushkin's script. You would be taken by them as hostage and I would be forced robbing a bank, either In Moscow, or in Switzerland. If I don't obey, God forbid, they would cut your ear and show it me. "Dare at the next time not to obey, you will see the consequences".
          -My God! Impossible to believe! However, I thought, what is foolish spy playing? But now I feel, I am sleeping and I see a strange dream.
          -Did you have spanked your redhead friendess in the dream too, hadn't you?
          It seemed, Nadya opened her eyes wide, till a limit.
          -My God! I'll go mad!
          -I was there and in that instant when you might say about him, - Albert pointed at Paul. - I'd made the short circuit to divert your attention.
          -So, do you jump in this manner into the banks, instead your spies of the FSB?
          -I already told you, if it is so, I would have billions now.
          -Then where you take the money from? Of course, this is not billions, even not millions, but if it goes on so, It will be no problem with money forever.
          -Imagine the “shuttle” commerce, imagine full up trains till limit, for example, which are going from the Central Asia. How much money it may be spent for the tickets, for the charity to the racketeers, bribes of the cops, of the train personals, ticket collectors. All this is performing well. And now look: no long way at all, every place I need, is nearby, all the distances are zero. In fact, very short distances yet exist and here is why. You saw now, I have disappeared to "nowhere" and appeared "from nothing". In front of the people I must not do it every time. Certainly, at first, the most of people will think, that these things are gossips, a nonsense, a madness, but afterwards the whole world will try to get and to use this miracle, not only Kashin with Skolopendrin. And it would be a better outcome if Kashin only robs a bank. But what will be if he launches missiles with the nuclear warheads? So I have to, either appear, or disappear, in the garrets, in empty lots, in different dark corners and afterwards from these dark corners, I have to walk short distances by foot. Of course, I may sometimes surprise the people, I may joke, but if I begin to do it often, you understand now, what consequences may take place after this. Do you remember, I got a bruise on my eye? Do you want to learn where it occurred? In New-York!
          Albert felt a relief, telling his secrets, which he has not to hide from his wive now.
          -So you could easily flee from them. Even being caught by Kashin and his stooges, you could disappear, then appear here or in New-York. Therefore, you tried TO RESCUE ME. Silly me, when we ran through the forest, I was scolding you mentally up and down... Therefore, you love me, - saying this, Nadya came up to Albert to kiss, wiping her eyes already started to moisten.
          -In gratitude, I'd ask you about the only thing, - Albert said, kissing and stroking her in answer. - Don't do stupid things, whatever would happen. Don't attempt to return back, it would be tantamount to a suicide. The main task we have now, legally or illegally to leave the state. Also, Olesya and all your friends have to leave for abroad. They will leave no one alone, even if they never get to me.
          -Does it mean, Including Lena? Yet she betrayed us!
          -She had committed a great mistake, now she repentance quite sincerely, we both heard this. Now you have learnt, what a "cocaine" it was talked about. She knows about the teleportation, therefore, they will get rid of her, when they don't need her anymore. At first, she was seduced by the spy stardust, the money, in addition this sexual instructor Kashin. She has a chance to become our friend again. She still isn't gone this far. Well, you judge, but things happen in life. Being irritated, one may commit something wrong, and doing villainy one may become such a scoundrel, even his death not always can rectify the situation.
          -What do you mean? If a scoundrel himself has chosen his destiny, what for he would rectify something?
          -All the people have friends, even husbands or wives. In fact, this is only the appearance. They are alien to each other, and someone of them always keeps primacy. For the appearance, they would share equally a breakfast or a dinner. But give them a piece of silver, they already would share it not equally. Regarding the gold, a comment isn't needed, it will transform them into enemies and bring a happiness to no one. I don't need this appearance, so I refused to be friend with anyone. But your case is unique. At first glance, the relationships of all four of you  don't express something important, but in fact, such relationships take place very rarely. Among you, no one prevails above someone. You are reciprocally independent and in the same time you aren't afraid to be candid. This word sounding not loudly, they express low-key facts by themselves, but to compare them with the darkness the society is immersed, these relationships are as if glowing with bright light.
          Albert noticed his wife didn't hear him, because it seemed, unwittingly she deeply withdrew into herself. In fact, yet what was taking place in her mind? At first she almost moved to tears from the care his husband had taken of her to rescue her, and this fact touched her feelings. However, when she remembered Lena talked her about Albert's possibility to cheat her with her woman friends, using the teleportation, it affected her, like a bucket of cold water poured on her head. Before she didn't give relevance, but now have remembered his husband also sometimes looks at Olesya when she is walking back and forth in the room in the short skirt.
          -Why have you grown sad, my beauty? Now, I am going to give you a surprise.
          After saying this he again disappeared right in front of them and it distracted her from pondering. What else has he planned? It seemed her as if she had to wait for him long, but only fifteen minutes passed.
          -Is it dangerous? - she asked Paul.
          -Not more than move from one room to another one, however, it depends what a room one plans to move in, but even this wouldn't be dangerous, because one almost always would succeed to "climb away" in time.
          Albert appeared in the same strange manner as he had disappeared. At this time he was soaking wet, looked like a winner and presented to his wife a bouquet of not local flowers, which valued on the markets.
          -You've got all wet. This time, where are you from?
          -From Yalta. Beyond it's downpour now and ten degrees of heat (50F). To visit a flower shop, I ran down the embankment about two hundred meters, but to return I disappeared right in front of the saleswoman. I suppose, she doesn't want to be called crazy, so afterwards she will keep silent, but she will have a food for thought for a long time.
          -Had you told her about your first "travel" in New-York? - the old man joined the conversation.
          -I'd only learned that he got there a bruise on his eye.
          -Tell her it, Alik, - asked old Paul, - it will not seem bored.
          Albert has told her about his first teleportation in America, into the largest city. This story with all details at once has diverted Nadezhda from the negative thoughts.
          During first days she was ashamed to make love with the husband and was wondering that old Paul made it with his Olesya so, certainly, during the light is switched off she could not see it, but she heard everything. She heard every time the girl herself took the initiative, tried to kiss, whispered him something in the ear - altogether, she excited him by all the ways, always succeeded the reciprocity, after this they breathed with passion about ten minutes and the bed accompanied rhythmically them with its creak. Observing them, Nadya became more daring and began to give herself to Albert, less and less being afraid of the accompanying noises and soon she ceased to pay attention to them at all. A few words Olesya said yesterday after switching off, these words excited her curiosity:
          -When will we be doing it? - she asked the old man in the darkness.
          -I see, you have a burning desire to receive it. But who will be screeching?
          -Yet don't listen to it and be more severe with me. I like it, you know.
          -We have the guests.
          -They are for a long time. Regarding us, will we be nagging monotonously all the way? It's boring.
          -If we show everything at once, we could scare the people. We have to... gradually... get used to... - She didn't catch they further talked.
          -What a trick to commit? I guess...
          -In that case, I will increase the quantity and quality.
          -I will not be afraid.
          -That's now you are saying like this. Don't take offence then...
          -To take offence? At you? Ah! Ah! - suddenly Olesya moaned. Making love always began from these "Ah! Ah!" In the end of the act these "Ah! Ah!" always repeated, but much louder and many times.
          Every morning this strange pair sat down to study. In general, the old man taught her English and the mathematics. One day while studying, old Paul was clearly irritated, because Olesya long didn't understand a new subject.
          -Yet I have to think, what a remedy to influence on you.
          -No matter how much to think, unlikely invent something better than it was invented at the dawn of the human history.
          It was a few days ago, and yesterday, after their last dialog, Nadezhda was beginning guess, what they were speaking about, and she was curious to know, whether will her guess be confirmed. Her curiosity soon was going to be satisfied.

                Chapter 6. Strange relationships.

          The November more and more entered into its rights. Only the first days of the month, but as usual, the region of Moscow was already covered with snow. Albert saw it when he needed for some reason to "climb over" into this area. However, in Siberia, it was the silent and frost to morning till 15-20C degrees. Old Paul said that it is not limit of the possibility of the cold of this countryside and at this time it may be much colder. The cold, which is now, also, it may be in Moscow.
          Grey clouds have come. It started to snow. However, it didn't bring a warm. The cold wind penetrated into every crack and hole, as it does in Moscow in February, but when the silence descended, thermometers went more below else. One day while drinking tea Nadya said:
          -It would like to ski now. What is a big deal in Siberia? There is almost the same frost near Moscow.
          -When it will be -50C, unlikely might say like this.
          Yet 40 miles from Moscow in a town Naro-Fominsk there was -54C in the 1940.
          -Over there such a cold may be one time in a century. In this area more often.
          -I would like to ski too, but I'm afraid, I cannot take skis with me while climbing over space, - Albert joined in the conversation.
          -Long things one may hold, hugging them, in this manner they may be taken.
          -Why didn't you tell about this before?
          -No one of you talked about the skis before. I thought, you missed this fun.
          -No, we like to ski with Albert. Also, we have to buy skis for Olesya.
          -I know, but we have better to take the ours from home, because we got used to them.
          -Take care. Traps may be over there. They had enough time to harm. If something is wrong, immediately go back, - old Paul warned.
          Albert accidently forgot and so, in the presence of Nadya, he started climbing over into his apartment in Mytishchi slowly. An awful show appeared in front of her. Seeing husband's entrails who was as if cut into two parts, she loudly screamed. However, Albert only butted there and immediately recoiled away from this "ventlight of the Universe", that's an invisible plane, which may be in any place.
          -Nadya! Do not be afraid! - he started to calm her, but at the same time he was coughing violently. - This is an optical effect. When we are passing through another dimension, one can see not only things outside, but also those, which are inside. When I crossed over away quickly, you had not time to notice it. But now I have been butting there slowly and I did right, - he was saying, all the way being interrupted with the cough. - The whole apartment is gassy. Now I am going over there to break windows in my own home. This is stupid, but I see, they don't know how to catch me, so they try everything.
          -Wait a little, I'll just return, that's very important, - the old man said and has returned quickly with Albert's "Walter", giving it him, saying:
          -Well, be careful, though I am sure their traps aren't deadly. How smells this gas?
          -It seems, like a gas in the gas cartridges. In spite they are from FSB, they are fools. Nevertheless, I understand them. They lost you. A drowning one who is catching at a straw not because of silliness.
          -I am so afraid for him! - Nadya exclaimed.
          -But don't be afraid, - and turning to Albert old Paul added: And you must beware. Look at her, what a beauty worries because of you. Also, she is not only one who needs you. We will have to rescue all our company, maybe I could not do it alone.
          -Don't worry. In fact, everything depends on me, so I will be careful. But now I will enter from outside, therefore I have to dress now: over there it is winter and cold too.
          Putting on a jacket and allocating his weapons into the pockets, the pistol, the gas cartridges, the axe in his bosom, he disappeared and appeared near Moscow in front of his home building. Finding a few stones, he started to throw them in the glasses of his windows and after breaking them, he headed into the entrance, went upstairs and opened wide his exit door. Soon, the draft had to execute its work. Albert returned in his Siberian shelter. Everybody felt relieved.
          -Well, what is there?
          -It is really similar to the CS gas. Now I'll ventilate and bring the skis. Regarding Olesya, I'll buy them for her. I know a good sporting store in the outskirts of Sankt-Petersburg, without a chaos and beastly queues, also there is a choice, relatively.
          When Albert returned into his already ventilated flat, a swearing he heard from the street, made him pay attention.
          -A crazy lives in that flat. He makes experiments, releases the gas so that we have to open the windows in winter. Now he is breaking the windows ant it is good that only in his own apartment.
          -In the epoch of the Soviet power, they would show him what's what! That's now they got out of hand! Because of the Yeltsin with his democracy, it takes place like this!
          It was ridiculous to hear them, but not interesting. Albert at the first time brought his skis, at the second time Nadya's ones. For Olesya he "flew" in the Sankt-Peterburg and returned with the package. The skis were easily taken with him, providing to hold them pressed to himself and to the axis of symmetry in parallel, vertically. Regretfully, Albert recollected that in the same manner he could take with him the rifle after stunning the enemy sniper on the roof.
          Certainly, Olesya was absent at home. Now she has gone for a walk in the taiga nearby. Lately she liked very much to walk in the forest. That took place because of the former forced reclusion, in order to nestle. Since appearing the "lodgers", her sojourn in Paul's house could not provoke suspicions. She well understood before that it was necessary to hide for her own good, but now she possessed the freedom of moving in full and enjoyed with it. Soon she came home from the frost outside, being rubicund and happy.
          -They both are tired. Let them stay at home and we go to pave a ski track. There are hunting skis in my shed, I'm going to bring them now.
          After saying this, the old man went and returned with the wider skis. Nadezhda didn't want to go into the forest with Paul. She expected for him no bad surprises, being aware that Olesya wears out him at nights. However, she couldn't vouch for the rest people who stay at home, and she was right, but embarrassed to refuse without naming the cause, especially, to speak out her suspicions in presence the benevolent friends. The only thing she said:
          -It already begins to darken. Let's ski not long. Let Alik himself will pave a ski track further in future. He is young and strong.
          -I am not going to ski long. A mile and a quarter there, a mile and a quarter back, in one hour we are at home.
          Soon they came out. Olesya took a first seen book and pretended as if reads it. However, soon she put it back, saying:
          -Alik, what if I say, somehow I don't want to read. Are you offended, I have named you Alik, not Albert?
          -There is not a big difference. These things are conventions, but we are friends. I'm going to be frank with you, as with a friend. Do you hear, together with Paul at nights, we romp on the bed. I know, you do. He is my type, but this is not enough for me and I cannot force him. I worry for his health. If he dies, I'll die too.
          Albert was aware about young girls' inclination to talk nonsense about their own death to attract attention to themselves. He knew how this talking will end and this fact forced his arousal. This instant Olesya was filling his whole inner world. She was being the only who was occupying his thoughts and desires now, but he tried not to overreact.
          -One day I overheard, together with Paul, you were talking about the freedom of the moral. Right now I am going to check, either you are free in fact, or just in words.
          After saying this, she gradually started to take off whole her clothes. Albert was looking at her with attention, without shame, without looking away.
          -Well, am I beautiful? - she asked after has taken off the green tight swimming trunks.
          -Do you doubt, yet?
          -Wait a little, - she put on them again. - Do they suit me?
          -Any clothes suit you in your age.
          The swimming trunks were taken off again and put aside.
          -Do you know? What if I am going to be looking right in your face, being in such a form? Do you believe I'm able to do?
          -Look.
          She stared at him, like a boa would stare. It would be funny, but he was not laughing now. He started to look at her nose bridge.
          -Looking in my eyes, say, whether you love me?
          -I love everyone of you, because every of you in a unique manner expresses the beauty of the Universe, the greatness of the creation and the Creator's glory.
          -Now I start doing it from a close distance, - saying this, she came up to him very close and without any shame sat down on his knees, right on his pants. Her figure was like Sveta's one, but the boobs were a bit smaller, but if it is in the darkness, the girls could be mistaken each for the other. However, the faces and colors of the hair were very different. This girl was blond hair, with the plump lips and big and expressive eyes.
          -Do you know that I am much aroused because of you?
          -I sense it.
          -Do you do like this in front of every man?
          -No. Only in front of those ones who are free from the prejudice. The rest people do not deserve to see my charms. The notions they live, let them receive according to them. If they affirm as if they "have not a sex", let them live without it. They may think that I am a shy girl. From my point, no matter, neither they, themselves, nor thoughts they think. And what about you? Whether, I'll rape you or you give to me yourself? Who is a male among us? Either you are, or I am?
          -I thought you just want only to chat, but if it's not so, then hold on, wench!
          -I try to hold!
          Albert has taken off all the clothes, even a minute didn't pass. Staring at him, the girl exclaimed joyfully:
          -Wow! Sakes alive!
          -If alive, then come up to me.
          -Oats do not go to the horse.
          As soon as Albert moved to her, she began to run from him all over the house, laughing cheerfully.
          -What if old Paul returns earlier?
          -He will nothing do to you.
          -But what he will do for you?
          -You will see it.
          -Are you afraid of this?
          -I am afraid and not afraid at the same time.
          Finally, he caught her and hugged, pressing her to himself. With passion, they kissed each other on the lips. He pressed her, just dented her to himself and soon the familiar "Ah! Ah!" sounded. Being lightweight, she was giving herself to him just hanging, being embraced by the strong hands of her lover, as by an anaconda. Quite soon the final "Ah! Ah!" sounded.
          They both, exhausted, sat down on the bed, on which prudent Olesya before put a fourfold sheet. During five minutes they were sitting relaxed. Olesya the first interrupted the silent.
          -I like every of you in different manners, but the old man yet more. I am agreed that every of you expresses the beauty of the Universe and the Creator's glory in his own manner. However, not only those who are observed are beautiful in a different manner, but also those who look at them, as if they have different eyes. Every of them sees only as if a narrow part of a spectrum. Nobody from contemplating people is able to embrace the whole spectrum, the only God is able to do. Everyone sees only a narrow part of the spectrum. Your eyes don't see the beauty of the old men, especially of those of them who looks great, and you don't see a few things else. Also, my eyes don't see a few things you see. Our spectrums crossing from two sides and form a narrow band, and in this "band" we both find common ground, but outside this "band" things may be appropriate for one and not appropriate for the other. I trust, you are beautiful, but my "eyes" almost are blind to see your beauty. They will see you in full beauty when your hair turn grey and you have wrinkles. So, who is focusing on the only partner, he isn't always being one-woman tree.
          -I see, you are a clever girl. Although, this theory is not yours, I know where it's from, but this is a well learned lesson, and you have passed it admirably and you have merited to get the highest mark!
          -But I'd give her the lowest mark, for her behavior! - his wife's furious voice sounded. I'll pull out your braids now!
          -Nadya, this is my issue, - the old man who arrived with her together interfered. All the same, I'm going to punish her strictly. You are angry to hurt her, but soon you will feel sorry for her and try to stop me. Because of this trick you name it "betrayal", not only you, but also I am at the loss. Hey, beauty! Don't hide. Stay in the same dress you were and come here to answer. Don't try to cover up your interesting areas.
          Olesya blushed and started trembling, lowering down her head. Still naked, she has come up to here, being seen by everyone of them, without looking up. At this time Albert already was almost dressed, and nobody hindered him.
          -Do you admit you are guilty?
          -Yes.
          -Are you known what punishment is imposed for this?
          -Yes.
          -Then bring everything is imposed in such cases.
          Olesya came out, naked right into the cold veranda. First time, she brought a long bench from over there; at the second time the exit door has opened and it was sounding a noise of the pouring out water. After this Olesya brought a small washtub covered with a plywood. Nadya already began to guess what is going to occur now. Olesya came out again and brought a few ropes, which were a little thicker than ones to hang up the laundry. Olesya's head still was lowered, the blush on the face still was kept, but Albert, being informed, looking at her with attention, he noticed she is hiding a sly and blissful smile on her face. The old man puts off the plywood, but Nadya didn't wonder, because she has seen things she expected. A lot of well soaked wet birch rods lay in the washtub. Olesya obediently lay down on the bench and enabled to tie her by the feet and hands to the bench. It was seen, her hands trembled.
          -Are you done, beauty? - old Paul said. - Let Nadya, give her twenty hot things and the rest she will receive from me.
          Nadya took a long rod and without hesitation whistling, she has whipped the rival girl who was caught in her sin. Olesya shut her lips, jerked, but kept silent.
          -Wait a little, you will sing now, - through her teeth said the offended wife. And at once the flexible rod rushed with whistle sound through the air three more times. After forth swish the long "ah!" sounded in the same manner as during making love, and the silence was broken. Olesya turned her head to the left, then to the right, it is possible, her body unconsciously sought an exit from a cruel trap, which was incomprehensible for it. Accidentally contacting by her eyes with a rival's dirty look, Olesya pushed her face into the bench again.
          -So what? Is it sweet? Soon you will be striped like a zebra. Take else!
          After this word, the rod was swishing the air against the general silence, marking its visits with bright strokes from back at the level of the waist to her svelte legs at the level of the knees. The long "Ah" repeated with the exhalation after every swish and while the inhalation, a new sound appeared similar to scream. Bound with ropes, beautiful Olesya's body twitched more and more, but in vain. She was tied reliably. After the twenties swat, the old man has made a sign with his hand to stop.
          -It was only introductory chords, my beauty. Now that's me who takes care of you.
          Olesya has had a deep sigh and lovingly has taken a look at her new executioner.
          -I'm aware that you are beautiful. However, such wenches have better to receive a thrashing more often to become yet more beautiful.
          He swang the rod and Olesya pushed her face into the bench again and whole cringed. She knew now the master took a switch in his hand. He whipped her a few times and now a pained moan was sounding instead the erotic "Ah", though the swats weren't stronger.
          -Look, Nadya. You were angry, swang high, but it is enough to know a few simple secrets. Your rods fall flatways, but my tip of the rod as if "gets around the corner". I am standing on this side, now go and look from the other one.
          Nadezhda came on the other side, and at once saw a difference. She saw her streaks from beginning to end were pink evenly. But the streaks the old man did, were not long ones, paler in the beginning and to the end they became red and finished with a bright red point almost bloody one. In spite of the dialogue interrupted the punishment, Olesya was twisting and turning, gritted her teeth and moaned softly.
          -Quit to pretend an actor ahead of time. Imagine how we are going to amuse together! - Saying this the old man diligently and quickly whipped her almost on the same point. Olesya howled. Stopping for a little while, he chose another place and soon five welts joining almost into alone one with a little blood in the ends, were marked there. After two such fives, Olesya shouted like a whipped school girl eleven years old. The old man spanked her, often exchanging the rods without paying attention at her yelling. Then suddenly he stopped.
          -Here you have received from Nadya twenty swishes and from me forty ones, now get some rest, then I'll give you forty strokes else.
          Immediately Olesya stopped to yell, however, the opposite her face the place on the bench already was wet from tears.
          -Listen to me, you old devil, isn't it enough to torture the wench? - Nadya resented.
          -Don't interfere, - Albert said. - There is such a cruel love between them.
          -My goodness! The Love!
          -The love is always right. The love is always beautiful. Just our eyes not enough perfect to examine the given side of love.
          -Is it a love?
          -Yes. So long as  one person isn't destroying himself or another person, this is the love. Did you read about Abelard and Eloise?
          -No.
          -This is an historical fact, the eleventh century.
          -Yes. I'll have to learn it. Lives and learns.
          -Let's go into the room, to sit for a while.
          Everyone went into the room and sat down on the chairs. Olesya lay on the bench, keeping silent. In about ten minutes all of them came out to her again.
          -Well, my love, have you got enough?
          -By the way, I need to be thrashed more often, - the victim answered what was unexpectedly from the point of the guests.
          -Then let's continue.
          Once again the flexible rods started to sing, perkily digging into young Olesya's body. And again the walls of the old house heard the girl's yelling. When this was over, the old man quickly untied her, and Olesya has behaved unexpectedly once more. Immediately she jumped up and fell upon Paul’s neck, exclaiming:
          -Thank you for the lesson, my enchanter, my lover, my love!
          They were passionately kissing, like everyone in love; he dressed, and she, being whole naked and whipped, she was ready to hang onto him. They really were lovers.
          -Do you remember, my love Olesya, - Paul turned to her. - Tomorrow I'll turn ninety fifth anniversary.
          -Ah, I'd forgotten at all! I still didn't prepare a gift for you!
          -The best my gift is yourself, - old Paul didn't say, but sang, pretending his voice like the famous actor's one from a cartoon.
          -We cannot leave it like this, - Nadya surely said who a quarter of an hour ago was ready to fight with the birthday boy.
          -I have money. I myself am able to buy anything I need.
          -It's not about the money. At least, we symbolically must give something good. I fly in Moscow now, - Albert declared.
          Olesya, without any shame, was standing naked and attempted to look as far as possible beyond her back to see the welts. Finally, she had dressed. Albert has dressed to appear outside, came out, in order Olesya don't see this, and disappeared. In a half of an hour he returned with a full bag and wishing a happy birthday, he handed over to old Paul a cassette with the movie "Story of O". Then he pulled from the bag three small cakes, cheese, sausage, Ceylonese tea "Extra" Class.
          In a half an hour more, all of them sat at the table, drank tea and watched the movie. The world invented by Pauline R;age, one couldn't name unproblematic, as compared with reality the issues were insignificant ones and only made this romantic story more compelling. The music was composed successfully, it reminded once more that any love is beautiful, even such one not everyone is able to understand.
          Old Paul clearly have liked this movie. To see he watched it, it was clear Albert didn't mistake with the gift. In a greater degree, Olesya had liked it, one could see it too. Being motionless and left in full into the story, she felt as if she herself, taking a malicious pleasure, spanks her friendesse Ilotte, as if she happy rides on a boat with Sir Stephen, and that's herself who prepares another friendesse Jaqueline to send her in Roissy.
          It was possible to surprise Albert by nothing. In spite he was never experienced to feel a sadomasochistic attraction, he "in theory" understood the characters of the movie and not only tolerated them, but also he mentally approved and welcomed them and placed them above the rest of the people, because they truly followed their own nature.
          Nadezhda liked the music. She watched the movie as a fairy tale, without forgetting that the story is invented and it is played by actors. However, when the film was over, suddenly an idea occurred to her that everyone, being now in the same room with her, they aren't actors, but real people from the real life. Nevertheless, what tricks they recently made? As if she had a strange dream and she couldn't logically associate in whole the events of the dream. They lived in peace and suddenly became refugees. They are refugees, but live better than the most rest of the people, Those who had stayed could envy them. Such good old Paul, good and clever, also a believer, who had passed such a school of life and suddenly he turns out as if a malefactor who screws and spanks a girl who is young to be his great-granddaughter. But again suddenly it turns out the same girl would be ready to kill someone who dare to offend her tormentor. Such a simple and friendly girl, suddenly she seduces her husband, even successfully, just she came out for an hour. Things, it would seem impossible to associate together, but they turn out together at the same time. Such things occurred, but it would seem, as if it's impossible they take place. Even the firm laws of physics look like violated. She is thrown into a world, where she can never be guided.
          Albert loved her, saved her from enemies, but the same Albert has been cheating her. Usually, in such a case people resent, cool off, divorce, sometimes commit a crime. However, from her point Albert became closer and dearer to her after this. She feels now she loves him more. She swore at Olesya when came in and saw the adultery, But now she sees this was an artificial thing. She resented, because there is a CUSTOM in order to resent in that case. In fact, she understands that Olesya still continues to be her friend and she may feel compassion for her and she was ready to stand for her during punishment. There is not a slightest desire to harm her, even to sulk and take offense at her. Now she began to understand that she cannot sort out not only outside. She cannot sort out even within herself.
          -I know your difficulties, - suddenly the old man said, turning to her. From a young age, it was drilled in your head as well as to the other people, how the world works. But all this turned out a myth. Contrariwise, everything you see like a myth, it is the real life. The same life it is, but without masks, without hypocrisy, without embellishing.
          -This is the same reason the fellowship consisting of four of us, also yet those of us stayed in Moscow, is unique. Just you are accustomed to the world of dead hypocrites. Now your task is to become accustomed to the world of the livings. Accept it. Live it it for a while. And you will see how much better it is. Because the world you lived, it it a dead one. And now you are meeting the world of the livings, - Albert concluded.

                Chapter 7. Olesya.

          The next day, in the ninety-fifth anniversary of the great age friend, everyone was resting, drinking tea, beer, listened to music, watching cassettes. At night Albert had thought to "fly" in New-York to buy some strawberry. Olesya was eating the strawberry and marvelling, where the strawberry appeared from, in November, in the Krasnoyarsk hinterland. She already started to take seriously an idea, as if her old lover is a wizard. Bud she didn't understand why she remembered as Jesus Christ had fed five thousand people in a miraculous way. The old man already wasn't embarrassed to tell to Nadazhda, also, he had told to Albert a few days before that he spanked Olesya with switch almost every day and this fact facilitated also her successful teaching.
          The old man familiarized with her last summer in the street. It was cold, but she sat in a sad mood in a yard of a town, situated on the Abakan railway branch.
          -Well, wench, - joked he, as usually he joked with girls met by chance, - what about to get the belt? - After this, he always watched the reaction to his words. It seemed, this time he has hit the target.
          -If you feed me, you might spank me much as you want, but tie me before. Likely you see, I'm tired and cold.
          -However, to get this, you have to ride far by train, then to hop by bus during six hours.
          -All the same, where to go. Get me out of here.
          As usual, he was strangely dressed. Travelling with a look like that and with a young girl, he may provoke suspicions.
          -In such a case, be standing near this entrance, but don't come in. I'll change, come out and we leave. In one hour and a half there is a local train leaves for Krasnoyarsk.
          -Why I cannot come in, even in the entrance? I'm just so cold!
          -Be patient only five minutes more. We have to act so. Also the apartment is not mine. What is the matter, you are afraid of cold, but regarding spanking you aren't?
          -From my point, spanking is better than cold. It would be better three times a day to get a belt, instead, to have those scoundrels are nearby.
          -But I supposed, as if you yourself has run away from home, because your parents spanked you.
          -I have no parents. I'm from the children's home.
          -So wait for a little while: I'll be back at once.
          Paul has run into the entrance of a building, leaving the girl lonely in the cold street. He quickly teleported in home, changed and returned on an upper floor of the house. His new acquaintance sobbed, pushing with her face into the heating radiator wasn't working in the cold summer.
          -Why are you crying? Is that you really thought as if I deceive you?
          She turned bask, smiled through tear and suddenly hugged him, began to kiss and sobbed again.
          -Do with me you want, if only you take me away from here! Do you see? - she stopped crying again, - I didn't obey you; you forbade me to come in the entrance, but I did. Will you spank me for this?
          -Yes, if you want it. I only want you take and hide me.
          -Let's then come now to the railway station.
          It was morning, but he brought his new girlfriend at home only in the dead of the night. Hungry like a wolf, she greedily devoured American delicacies and fell asleep right at the table.
          In the morning, for reasons to be undercover, he led her not to the village bath, but through her helping he was heating the water, then had washed her at home.
          -Now dress yourself. For a while be like this, afterwards I will give new clothes as a gift.
          -Nevertheless, you promised.
          -What?
          -To spank me.
          Paul never supposed that after the teleportation, the destiny so would generously endow him once more. He got that the girl doesn't joke, though she attempts to introduce everything in a playful manner.
          -So wait for me for a while.
          Immediately after coming out, he teleported into the district center and bought a jump-rope. He returned soon, but for this short while the girl still didn't put on her underpants after washing.
          -Ah, you have a jump-rope! - she exclaimed. - In the children's home they led us into the teacher's room and spanked with the same jump-rope, as a punishment.
          -However, you had fled because of this, hadn't you?
          -I had fled... I'll tell you why later.
          -Don't you afraid of spanking?
          -A little.
          -Then lie down on the bed. Next time you will ponder what to ask about.
          Lowering his head, Olesya dawdled to the bed, humbly gave to tie herself. The old man was spanking her for a long while, but not very strongly and when she began to shout louder, he stopped and demanded in order she would be biting the pillow. When the spanking was over, he took off all his clothes and was possessing her without untying. The old man being an almost century old, he fell in love with the girl fifteen years old, like a boy. In this mortal life the most terrible thing may occur to him, he only would lose this house if now she runs away to call the neighbors and the militia, and he will have only to wander the world, never returning here. In that case he calculated to find a harbor for the rest of the life in a warm country where it never gets winter. Here he has committed a sin now, and this is much worse.
          However, as soon as he untied her she started so expressively and touching to tell him that she loves him that it has been solved. There wasn't any sin. It is the love. The love! This is a God's gift and refusing this gift would be a real sin. All the even more. Olesya became very joyful after learning that now she may live at home of the new lover however long. She will try to study. He will punish her often and painful. Such a life has been always her best dream.
          Olesya vaguely remembered her parents. Some room was there. There were a homemade swing hung in the doorway. One day she fell from it and cried. She felt a fear and loneliness. But a very good woman ran up to her. She named her "mom". She had held her in her hands, petted and calmed her down and she got so good then! Now, that life seemed vague one, like a dream she had very long ago. She didn't see such good people never again. Regarding something good in her life, there were: the lovely sun, the beautiful spring grass and trees in the local grove, where she came running from time to time as if to a friend with a shoulder to cry on. She believed some great Friend is behind all this. He is the only who is able to hear and understand her. He is good as kind as her mom from that very remote childish dream. He is sad when she does something wrong and sooner or later He will help her to leave this house where was no friends, but only enemies and fools. Of course, it was impossible to see this great Friend, however Olesya didn't doubt He exists.
          She wasn't told about her parents. Only recently truthful rumors began to reach her, that her father was jailed as if for the hooliganism (that epoch very many people were jailed for the hooliganism, very often without being deserved) and soon her mother, being in the surge of despair threw herself into the deep river. People didn't succeed to save her in time. Also, Olesya heard as if when her father got out of jail, he committed awful atrocities to revenge, almost as if a few dismemberment murders, but maybe this is an exaggeration.
          Olesya was an assiduous and able pupil, however, being a little minx although rarely , but still sometimes she deserved spanking in the teacher's room. At first, like the rest of children, she was afraid of spanking and avoided it. But soon enough she began to see in it something, either a pleasant one, or something exalted but inexplicable, even an adult person unlikely could give a clear explanation. She shared her ideas with nobody, also, they didn't burden her. At the day time, among the lessons or games she forgot them. Only in the evening, sometimes it was pleasant to remember she was spanked a month ago, she screeched from pain and begged pardon. Also, she dreamed to be spanked by the young singing teacher, but he was never assigned to such a task. There was a janitor who was assigned to spank guilty children led by a schoolmaster. That was a strict and lean woman, wearing glasses, about forty years old. Evenings, daydreaming in the bed about the subject, Olesya planned how to deserve a new punishment.
          So, she often took the blame of other girls, even boys. Also, she herself often violated very strict rules. It would seem, developing such a profile of some kind of "desperado", also, taking the blame of other pupils, she should become an everybody's favorite in the class. But not to be. She dared to differ. She dared to dream unusual subjects, but it was forbidden, in fact. The reason was even not in the sex. She never shared her sexual inclinations with no one. She herself still didn't know, why, since nine years old all the people at school began to hate her.
          She noticed then only two facts. The first: she wasn't at all interested to communicate with schoolboys and schoolgirls. The second: she constantly was reproached that she cannot live in the collective. However, what they wanted from her, nobody never explained her. However, the reason was quite simple: simply and clearly to explain such things, nobody's mouth would dare let say. If someone dared, soon he would turn out in the similar situation. Everyone might mean these ideas, but not to say aloud. This would sound in the following manner: "It is ordered to everyone to be similar each other in our state. No one dares to differ, but you did. You look smarter than the rest in spite of the fact that you must be like everyone, not only to look from outside, but also from inside, because the inner world of a person may be seen, though it's not always possible to express this in words. How to do it, that's your problem. If you can, you will live like everyone normal people. If you cannot, you will perish; not at once, but gradually. At first, being without means to support yourself and with a bad reputation, then you will go to the prisons and mental hospitals. And our glorious collective will facilitate these events".
          All the way, she returned to thoughts about herself, what a wrong she does. She sought and sought this evil inside herself, but found nothing. She may complain about her destiny only turning to that invisible Friend, also ask for advice from him. He was the only, she could be frank with, even if he didn't answer her, thought maybe he answered, but in an incomprehensible language of the symbols and destinies, but she still hasn't learned this "language". Then she began to guess that this Friend likely is the same God. She prayed Him. One day she ran to the church, but was disappointed. She imagined God at all not like the local old women. Only in a few years later, after reading in the Gospel of John: "I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master’s business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you" (John 15: 15) , she had sobbed and repented. Really, Jesus Christ was the same "Friend". She recognized in Him a Person she tried to communicate. He was hated in the same manner by people. One of the best friends betrayed Him to be crucified. He already answered her issue two thousand years ago: “If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first. 19 If you belonged to the world, it would love you as its own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you". (John 15: 19)
          She started to seek a  reason of her unusual passion in the Gospel, but didn't find. She understood that she will not listen to people anymore. However, it was interesting, what her new friend might answer her question, the man, old Paul.
          -Here I tell you, my love! Christ has such an utterance: “I have much more to say to you, more than you can now bear". And when you cannot find the answer your question, remember, Christ has a universal answer every question: A TREE IS KNOWN BY ITS FRUITS.
          And at that time in the children's house Olesya, being persecuted and despised by everyone, in addition to the mental communication with the "Friend", she started to seek a love, about which it is so much told in the poems and is sung in the songs. When her situation became to seem a desperate one, suddenly, for her part she began to realize that she has nothing to lose now, therefore she is able everything now.
          What is the love, the schoolgirls giggled at this matter and the schoolboys were whispering in the school toilet, taking a drag with cheap cigarettes. It was impossible to understand something. It was told about the same matter, either as about the greatest goodness, or as about the greatest vileness, with dirty discourse and curse words.
          And one day in one of these evenings with feeling of the hopelessness and connected with it "omnipotence", because there is nothing to lose, she had given herself to a lad, seventeen years old, who lived nearby. She was only thirteen. In this warm evening, hearing mosquitos' buzz, she allowed at first to caress, hug and kiss herself, then to undress and deflower. She was happy, however, something was not enough. "Is this a love?" - she asked herself and at once answered: "If it isn't, then what a this?"
          After obtaining he wanted, her "lover" soon reported to the familiar bumpkins about the "win" again. Instead the respect, they derided him: "Is it really you have ended up with this bonkers wench, isn't it? She is a nut!" In answer, he had a grudge, not against them, but against her. And one evening, coming to a date he led a few drunk buddies with him. When she understood in full what a thing takes place, it was late, it had already been impossible to run away. All of them creepy desecrated her in turn, but when they were going to shove a bottle inside her, she doesn't remember, in what way she succeeded to do it: she broke the bottle, cutting the throat of one of the scoundrels. He almost was late to be brought to the hospital by Ambulance to save him from the deathly bleeding.
          Former connections helped to the former butcher's son, whose father worked in the grocery store. Also, they refused to charge Olesya of an attempt to assassinate, otherwise they had to demonstrate the shameful incident in front of the whole town. Just they didn't let bring action and covered up. Also, the attempt to bring Olesya into the mental hospital had failed. There were gossips, as if a local human rights advocate said something in public and as a result the called psychiatrist became aware, if he finds this girl to be crazy, he can embarrass himself, that's to make a fool of himself, and he decided not to risk.
          Olesya even ceased to be punished in the teachers' room. The adult people ceased at all to pay her attention and the her age girls sometimes jumped her to beat; but they beat her lightly, more in order to insult. The adult people even didn't want to hear about her.
          Yet before the acquaintance with that scum, Olesya succeeded to conserve a little money to buy a jump-rope. Rarely she could seclude and spank herself with it. One day she had read about Francis of Assisi, who whipped himself until blood, then he mixed the blood with snow and after building snowmen from the red snow, she said: "That's my children".
          "Perhaps, he was the same as I am", - the girl thought. And after that case the scums had desecrated her, she thought as if she have better to fall in another love, to whip herself with jump-rope, suffering and enjoying at the same time.
          One day one woman of the teachers had caught her doing this and to her surprise she not only let her go without any penalty, but also didn't report this event in front of the rest of the teenagers. Of course, other teachers and the school administration were informed. They were whispering to each other, and if Olesya accidentally appeared in front of them, they pointedly turned to her, gawked at her going wide eyes, staring as at a wild beast, then continued to be whispering again. How ugly they look in such instants, how they are similar to the worst characters they themselves condemned, during watching the movies and soap operas on TV, but they never thought about this. However, if they realize in full their piggish essence, maybe they would hang themselves because of the repugnance to themselves. Once by chance she heard from the head teacher's mouth, such statements: "Let her rather leave us! Here, how it was under Stalin: "No man, no problem", she would be brought in an appropriate place, that is in the prison camp, under Brezhnev - into the mental hospital. But now we have to bother.
          She began to run away from time to time to vagabond, picking bottles to get a little money for them. Once nearby the railway station, she had met a passable businessman and gave herself to him for the fifty dollars. However, after this the local sluts from the station persecuted her throughout the city, and then she hardly succeeded to go away from the persecution. That time she left for Novosibirsk, but the money was not enough for a long while. After buying the mosquito repellents she lived in the nature for a while and was happy. At night, she tried herself the flexible rods of different trees and the nettle. However, when the money was over, she had to return.
          Then a following escape took place and finally she found a friend among the people, who was as if a stranger from the past century and also possessed magic talents. But the main thing, he was her type, he was a carrier of the same bizarre passion, he was the first her real friend among the people and revealed to her so many new things, if compare, before, she knew less than a tenth of that knowledge she knows now. Even if she stays alone, with this knowledge she possesses, she has a chance to survive even in Russia. Regarding the survival in America or in other free countries, one may don't worry, it is guaranteed.
          Still in the given moment she worried not about herself, but about her lover who is almost one hundred years old. Even about young husbands, their age-mates wives don't worry to such an extent. She was ready many times to please herself with her hand to give herself to him more rarely, not to tire him, not to damage his precious health. He knew the price of such gifts of the destiny too. Hardly someone he knew, has the luck, as he has now. Even being forty years old no one had the similar luck. In addition, there is such a perfect blend of their whims! Also, he knew, in spite of his great age, he represents for her not the less valuable gift. From the common people, no one would believe in the disinterestedness of Olesya's love, seeing them together as lovers. Still, if he believes, he automatically would tag her like a crazy. The only Albert understood and admired. Even Nadya started to understand something and today, she more tolerantly considered them than yesterday. She couldn't explain, but now she understood that Olesya prefers old Paul more than young Albert, in fact. Even if she seduces her husband once more, then only to be spanked long and painful.
          She attempted to imagine as if Albert would sleep with all her friends: if he has climbed on the girl fifteen years old, why he would give up these women? She attempted to imagine as if Albert dumps her after falling in love with one of the three potential rivals. She failed to create such a thing in her imagination. It would be not him. And the old telepath just right has remarked concerning her thoughts:
          -Nadya, don't worry. Albert didn't cheat you. This wasn't a betrayal. He is not a cheater, but a tester. He needs to touch everything with his hands, to sample. Remember, even in childhood, he shoved tweezers into the power socket.
          Everyone smiled. The celebration of the birthday came to the end. Tomorrow was planned a work: to check how are wife's friends and to spy on the "spies".