Colonel Anisimova used the radio and said something in Russian that I could only assume was letting someone in the house know we’d arrived. My guess...was confirmed when a young man in a suit came out the front door. Given his looks and build, I suspected he was a member of the security detail.The driver got out and opened the door to let us out, then got my things from the trunk. I took them and followed two KGB officers into the house. Tatyana greeted me as soon as we walked in the door.“Stepa!. "No!" he said, smiling but looking nervous. "I mean, we're not driving, so just get in here." He opened the rear driver's side door. "There's more room in the back seat anyway."I stepped up on the running board and had to lean way over to climb in. He was right behind me, and I mean right behind me. If I stopped suddenly, he'd have gotten a face full of my butt. I scooted over to the passenger side to make room, but he kept scooting too and ended up with his leg pressed right against mine. I. After spending much time explaining to Maria, how much white, husbands' are aroused about the thought of their wife screwing another man, a black man. She became much more curious and I could tell that she really wanted to give it a try.We arranged for my husband and me to meet with her husband and had a long talk one evening about our lifestyle. Maria's husband had been more interested than I ever possibly thought and asked us many questions.My husband and I had a long discussion with them, we. I never felt any pain on my knees nor any discomfort on my hands, I believe I was too excited to bother with the pain and discomfort. It was my first experience and yes, I had every reason to be excited.My allotted room was on the 2nd floor (top most floor in the building), there were 3 other rooms on this floor and none of them were occupied. I think the staff never bothered to visit the top floor as they have to climb the stairs all the way up. This practically ensured the privacy for me and.