Now: 1964, Groznyj Grad - Confessions, Part I

Okay, so you know how when sometimes you wake up completely disoriented, and for a few moments, you have no idea where you are or how you got there?

That was me this morning.

I woke up alone in bed with a hangover, and my jumpsuit was unzipped all the way down. Better yet, my dick was hanging out and I had dried semen on my pant legs. Even better than that, I wasn't in my own room.

It took me a few minutes to remember how the whole thing got started.

( 'So you really want to hear about me and Kasya? How it ended? What he did to me?' )

Now: 1964, Groznyj Grad - Confessions, Part II

They say confession is good for the soul.

Well, it's good for something.

/smirk

( 'You don't have to pay his debt, Niotkuda.' )