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    “I’m next.” Dani said, taking in the view from their window. St. Petersburg was beautiful and the architecture was absolutely mesmerizing. “I can’t wait to hit the streets and see the sights.”
    “I know,” Zoe yelled, nearly drowned-out by the spray of the shower. “But food first. No guy will give me the time of day with my stomach growling like a rabid beast.” She laughed.
    “Hurry up!” Dani said, peeking into the shower. “You’re taking for freaking ever in there.” She quickly turning the hot water off.
    “You bitch,” Zoe yelled, pressing her body against the wall in a failed attempt at avoiding the icy spray. “That’s so mean.”
    “I told you to hurry,” Dani said. “It’s my turn.” Zoe bumped her hip against Dani as she toweled off, heading for the bedroom to dress. Pulling her long black hair into a bun, Dani stripped and jumped into the shower, making sure to keep a watchful eye on the curtain in case Zoe returned for revenge.
    Twenty minutes later, they made their way downstairs to the hotel bar and grill, quickly grabbing a table near a window that allowed a view of the gorgeous hotel gardens. A waiter approached, presenting each girl with a menu.
    “What would you ladies like to drink?” he asked in perfect English.
    “A glass of iced tea would be great.” Dani replied.
    “Me too. And a couple of shots of vodka.” Zoe said with a wicked grin.
    “Of course,” the waiter replied. “I’ll be back with your drinks in a moment, ladies.”
    “Zoe, I’ve been thinking about the idea you suggested,” Dani said, glancing around the bar. “And I think we should go for it.”
    “Really? Then we should head to a real club after dinner.”
    Zoe’s sly smile and bubbly voice made Dani wonder what her friend’s wicked little mind was cooking up.
    The waiter returned with their drinks, sitting them carefully on the table. “Are we ready to order?” he asked, retrieving a pen from his pocket.
    Zoe gave Dani a strained look. “Could you recommend something for us?” Dani asked. “This is our first visit to Russia and we’d like to have a wonderful experience.”
    “My pleasure,” the waiter said cheerfully. “We have a wonderful sautéed beef in cream sauce served with Smetana. I would also recommend you try our sweet blinis for dessert.”
    “That sounds fantastic.” both girls said.
    “If you need anything else, please let me know. My name is Adrik,” he said as he rushed off to place the order.
    “We should make a toast to our trip and the hotties that will make it memorable.” Zoe said, picking up a shot of vodka.
    Dani picked up the other shot glass. “We should.” They clinked their glasses together “To delicious men and new experiences.” Dani said.
    The meal was as tasty as Adrik had said, and they devoured every last bite. The Blinis almost caused them to have a food orgasm; it was so darn good. They moaned with pure delight as the sweet taste assaulted their taste buds.
    “And we thought chocolate was the bomb.” Zoe said, taking another bite of the decadent dessert, a moan escaping her lips.
    “I know,” Dani said, licking her lips. “I’ve never tasted anything like it.”
    Adrik returned with their bill and the girls thanked him for his recommendation. So far, their Russian experience was off to a grand start.
    “Adrik, we’d like to go to a good bar or nightclub. Which one would you recommend?” Zoe asked.
    “Oh. I’d head over to ‘The Pulse.’ It’s one of the best in the area.”
    “Great,” Zoe said. “Thanks again.” They headed for the door and the first of many new adventures.
     

“Dance is the poetic baring
    of the soul through motion.”
    - Scott Nilsson
     

Chapter Five
     
    Meeting the woman you are to marry shouldn’t be a surprise only weeks before the actual event. Katya, the only daughter of Igor Antonov, was a beautiful woman for sure. She had the body of a model – long legs, large breasts her