Margaret also confessed to her that the sly Otto had taken her ass cherry on the same night that she was in the hospital with her Dad after the accide...t. That was enough to reduce her to tears and recriminations for her own stupidity.She decided to stay friends with Margaret because the poor girl doted on her and she was comforted by the adoration showered on her by the besotted girl that aped her every movement and expression.Sometimes, when the loneliness was overwhelming, she allowed. {“Proklyat’ye! Kusok der’ma!”}(Damn it! Piece of shit!) He was repeating over and over.Ruslan was rushing back to the man as he was rolling around on the ground. “Timur? Are you injured?” When the small man didn’t answer Ruslan started to get worried. Reaching out he stopped the small man from his rolling seeing that the small man was indeed injured. “Serafima! The emergency field kit!”A moment later a dark red headed woman ran up with the med kit. “So comrade, you have finally met your match. I could not help it, touched by his great show of concern, I broke down in tears. ‘I am well. I really am. How stupid of me to ride out so recklessly… and to scare you so,’ I sobbed. Instead of saying another word, he just held me, curled up in his lap. I cried out what seemed to be every last tear within my body. Tired and sore, I pressed my warm forehead into the curve of his neck. ‘I do not deserve this,’ I whispered. ‘I acted foolishly, and because of that, you could have been hurt also.. I was surprised to see that he had a couple of horses but no cows. There were also chickens and pigs but only a few pigs.“We only keep enough pigs for meat, and slaughter them in the fall. That’s what the smoke house is for. That and the venison,” he told me. “I hunt in the fall and at other times as needed. Deer are plentiful here in the mountains. Occasionally, I’ll get a wild pig. Both of them are the reason that I have warding stones at the corners of all of my fields,” he told me as we.