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03/May/2021 Russia
Ahmed:
00:53
— Hello. I really want to see you sexy and naked. Can you?

Ольга в шоке покраснела. Она почувствовала себя оскорбленной и униженной. Она же просто размышляла, на волне предыдущих писем и ощущения бесполезности и груза собственного тела. Ей было грустно и больно. Ведь из контекста писем ясно что она имела в виду и чего не имела…
“Мозгов я не имела…” – подумала Ольга.

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Ahmed:
08:55
— Good morning. How’re you?

It didn’t occur to Olga that he can ask for such photographs when she was typing her stupid message yesterday. "What the hell had I written all this foolishness? Oh, of course, to tease him! And, I didn't presume him to read my messages, actually!" She was angry at herself and thought about what to do with the picant photos Ahmed asked for. If she would not do it, she would be a liar and hypocrite...if she would do, it was going to be a shame, too.

Olga:
— Morning, Ahmed. I am still sleeping. Why don’t you sleep in your black hole?

Ahmed:
— I woke up early. What time is it there?

Olga:
— Nine o’clock.

Ahmed:
— 5 am here. Sorry for waking you up. Message you later.

She went from one room to another, thinking and had not a decision. From one side, she felt absolutely happy because he wrote to her. She was flying in euphoria. Her state was an incredible happiness. From the other side, she felt he was not seriously interested. It seemed to her he was mockering at her. She waited for a tender word from him, but he didn't give her even a hint. In each of his sentences she bitterly saw his indifference to her. She concluded she should understand his demand as a cold curiosity to her weird behavior.

Ahmed:
12:36
— Are you ok?

Olga:
13:31
— You are very persistent, Ahmed, when you want something. I am fine. I’ve just taken a shower. I sent you what you asked and I take the promise from you that you will never show somebody or place this video somewhere, it’s parts or screenshots, or copies. As I’ve got, you want compromising evidence on me… I made delays between our messages to imagine something romantic and loving from your side. I couldn’t, honestly.
You have no shame, Ahmed. Have a nice day.

She tried to take a photo of herself in a mirror but the smartphone hid the body and she couldn’t find a good posture, all of them seemed too sexual. So, she took a short video because, first, it is a row of many photographs, and, second, because she wanted to make him feel ashamed. She was sitting on a bed, then she pulled off her dress. She didn't want to look vulgar and blatant. And so it happened: she undressed so naturally, as if, after hesitating whether she should go to bed naked or in a nightgown, she finally decided that it would be too hot to sleep in a shirt. She sat dressed, but topless. She said looking in the camera: “You have no shame, Ahmed *****ni!”
The plane flew away, carrying a video message to Ahmed on
 Telegram. She felt no shame. She'd understood now how exhibitionists feel. She would never do that again. But she did everything right. She has nothing to be ashamed of.
She felt light and happy, carelessly fluttered around the apartment, tidying up and cleaning. She felt a sweet breeze and a soft wave of freshness throughout her body, strong sexual arousal and love to him. She tried to think of options for his reaction, but it was boring. It flashed only somewhere far away in her thoughts: "If he is really noble, he will not watch this video at all.” She no longer thought about the consequences of her act, about Ahmed in general. She only enjoyed her state of weightless restrained euphoria.

Ahmed:
13:42
Hello Olga.. It wasn’t like being persistent.. I just decided to get back in touch with you.. You’re not my Sex toy… I do respect you.. Actually, I didn’t see your video yet… I swear that nobody would see it.
Even me… I am sure you deserve better than that. Anyway, are you still working? Or. Maybe, you left your job?

"Even me..." Olga felt admiration and respect for Ahmed.

Olga:
— Ahmed, one of the supposed replies of yours was this one. About the video too :) I still work at the same job. They pay very well. Now I took a vacation for ten days. I am at home for the nearest days because I don’t know what could occur in my head soon. I can go somewhere, in Moscow again, for example.. How about you, Ahmed? What’s new?

Ahmed:
— I’m stuck here because of Corona. Students don’t like to study. I feel useless. Do you still love with your partner?

Olga:
— He still lives in my house. But we live in different rooms. We are just relatives that have lasted more than one year. He is very kind, helps me sometimes, and I help him as much as I can. We don’t sleep together, if it is interesting. Such a situation you can often see in Japan,  but not in Algeria.
Students everywhere are similar, I presume.
You’ve hidden your status “single” about a month ago. Are you going to get married again?

Ahmed:
— I did hide “single” from my page  because I don’t want to get bothered by Algerian women.
I am still single.. No girlfriend.
Algerian women just want to get married.. Then, screw your life after.

Olga:
— It is funny, Ahmed, what was so bad in your married life? They fed you with poison?
In your country it is impossible to love each other without marriage...what do you expect from the women?

Ahmed:
— I'm picky. Here, women poison your life.

Olga:
— How, dear? I don’t understand.. I knew one Japanese guy, he said the same about Japanese women :) Okay, forget. I know, you would prefer to avoid the issues. Your choice.

Ahmed:
— Are you kind of hot woman

Olga felt bewildered. Hot…what does it mean…his phrase…was it a question or a statement..ok, it is a question…what is it about? She checked the word in a translator… she didn’t find something explaining the meaning but it was about some sexual issues again…why?

Olga:
— I didn’t understand..what do you mean?

Ahmed hadn't given a reply to her question. She was astonished unpleasantly: what did he mean? He didn't even put a question mark..was he in a hurry? She imagined another woman he was talking with on Telegram. Then... that he is lecturing in a class. Then, maybe, his sister asked him about something...or, he is lying on his sofa and mockering with Olga... Her mind was boiled.
 
Olga:
18:51
— Ahmed, I made you my tender obsession for these years despite you didn’t accepting me. Now you're talking with me.. I am absolutely wet...understand it as you can in your Muslim innocence. Yes, if you mean that, I am a hot woman. But I am extremely, exclusively picky.

Ahmed:
— I understand. What do you like in sex, then?

Olga felt pain:
— Ahmed, you didn’t read my previous messages. apparently. You don’t feel me. These issues as sex can be doing, can be discussed by lovers but not with someone who is an emptiness and even is not interested. In this case, it becomes just boring. Sorry. I would prefer to avoid talking about my sexuality. If you can tell me about your preferences in sex…
I’m, at least, interested in you :)

Ahmed:
— Haha. Actually, you are right.

Olga:
— Ahmed, I don’t know why you are so interested and persisted in the problems about sex, but.. you know.. the pure sex for me is disgusting. I know what is pure sex because I lost my feelings for my ex-husband and even refused to imagine my love to him. It is boring for me to discuss this topic with you because I don’t understand what you mean. I refused sex without love.
You don’t consider that love exists, as I got from your videos and comments on Safebook. You are hungry, you want something hot... The nature of men is that. Have a nice evening and night. I wish you could find a fit interlocutor about the theme somewhere on PenPals.