Tired of work makes Misha want to entertain herself with his women. So he had told Mark to book a sweet room at his subscription hotel. "Mark, did you prepare what I asked for?" "It's a young master, but you—." Mark's words paused, then Misha responded, "What?" "Usually the young master will — never have the young master become." "Are you worried about me?" "It could be said that way," "You take it easy, I'll be fine." "Really?" Misha shrugged his shoulders "I don't know either, let's just pray that my sport is safe." Misha's talk ended with a laugh. "I hope you will be protected by God, always." "Do you think I'm a sinful human being?" Ask Misha like a fool. Mark sighed, then said, "question you don't need an answer from my young master." Misha laughs louder because Mark's a

