Now, the Russian police were by then corrupt, very corrupt, and they had been that since decades back. The communist Soviet Union had a black economy ...omparable with the official national economy. Try to imagine, a second, complete Russian economy, hidden under the desk, ridden with organized criminality. That was the true legacy of communism, the most fucked up ideology ever. The police were hopeless, especially in St Petersburg and we could actually have ordered the security directly from the. It lasted a whole week so it would ruin two "playtime" weekends in a row. On the Wednesday after they left, the three girls were at Jan's pool lamenting the boredom imposed by the men's decision to not take them. There were a bunch of night meetings. The brochures had the schedules neatly printed on the slick foldouts. Jan and Sandy decided to clue Nancy in on their escapade when the guys went "hunting." The three were drinking gin and tonics with wedges of fresh limes. "You really picked up. The two hot little 12-year-olds had no idea that they were being watched. They talked while Denise brought out a towel to lay down on, and a bottle of suntan lotion. She worked the lotion into the skin of her arms, legs, abdomen, and chest, making sure to get as far under her skimpy swim suit as possible. When she was done with what she could reach, she handed the bottle over to Leah, and asked her to get her back for her."OK, I'll get your back for you, but only if you do mine first," Leah. . It's over between you two, isn't it?" She seemed to have a sixth sense about her, always knowing what was wrong with me. "Yeah... It's over. I walked into the apartment and saw her with my friend on the couch." "That's gotta sting. Look on the fifth shelf of the bookcase, you'll find the bottle in the the Bible. Turn to Jack Daniels, chapter seven verse drunk and keep 'reading' until the pain subsides." I chuckled as I walked over to the shelf and searched for the hidden bottle. Taking two.