After what I could only assume was around a half hour, my face was clean-shaven and looking something resembling myself. I gave my hair a quick comb a...d made my way downstairs to see what was going on around the house.As I reached the main floor, I entered the dining area and found Liza chopping up some veggies, humming a tune to herself. I waited until the knife was put down before announcing my presence, which was a good thing. I cleared my throat, causing her to let out a shriek and toss. I had asked how Natasha and Katya would come with me. It had only been the day before that I had gotten instructions to 'return home'.I received several responses, all seemed to come down to the following, 'Details, mere details, don't sweat it!'A big black Gulfstream IV stood on a side runway. As we all boarded, a large package was handed to me. The 'inspector' was already on board, he smiled at us, a rare sight in Moscow from an official, greeting me, Natasha, and Katya by name and motioned. . hard headed ... difficult ... women!" Don't! Don't maul me!" Cooperate and I won't have to. Lean into my hands. Yes, like that."He reached into a pocket...'Pocket?' How did she know that word? ... and pulled out a brush.She was in heaven. He even knew to start brushing at the ends ... no jerking ... untangled the snarls and brushed ... and brushed. He pushed her hands aside and braided both sides ... tight. Like a husband.He set up his lazy back so they were side by side but facing each other. How are you getting along?’ ‘Oh fine I guess. It gets a little lonely out here now though.’ ‘I’m sure it does.’ There was an awkward moment of silence until Mitch told her, ‘You look great Roberta, A little pale but great. You just need to get some sun.’ ‘Thank you.’ Her eyes flicked down his body and back up to his eyes and said, ‘You do too Mitch.’ ‘We were just going up to have a bloody Mary, could we talk you into joining us?’ ‘Oh, you don’t need me butting in.’ ‘We’d love to have you. Have.