“Mr. Hart, thank you so much for coming,” Davis said as he reached forward as Mr. Hart rose from the couch, the two men shaking hands.“No proble..., Professor. I’m happy to be here,” Hart replied, still wondering what this was all about.As Gabby started to rise as well, the bespectacled professor put the open palm of his hand towards her. “Gabby, if you could just wait here right now, it’s best if I speak to your father alone for a few minutes.”“Certainly, Professor.” Gabby settled back down into. July 18, 1989, Milwaukee, Wisconsin“«Привет», Viktor Vladimirovich,” I said. (“Hello”)“Good morning, Stephen Rayevich! How are you?” Mr. Bykov asked.“Good. Thank you for the tea!” I said, accepting the glass in the silver holder he set in front of me.“How are things with your family?”“Very good. My new sons are quite healthy!”“Yes, your very curious relationships are the source of much conversation amongst the people in Moscow who know you!”I chuckled, “Of that, I have no doubt!”We spoke for. I diverted the phone to the answer machine and I opened a bottle of wine. We were sitting side by side on the sofa in the study and were holding hands. I had chosen a film about a couple who had once been lovers, had lost contact with each other and had then met up again. In some ways it was an allegory for the two of us, but that was only one of the reasons for my choice. It was also a romantic story, the leading couple were both good looking, and the sex took place in picturesque. Jerking it off until it got hard, for a laugh. After a while he’d get me to do it when his friends were there, again, ‘just for a laugh’, ‘nothing serious’… Then one day he starts insisting that I suck the dog off infront of his friends… And I was a bit drunk, and I didn’t want to let him down, and I suppose I liked the attention, so I did it. Within weeks he had me having full sex with the dog – sometimes with his mates there watching.”That must have been a terrible experience?“It should have.