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The next few days pass in a similarly idyllic manner. Though we haven’t gone anywhere, it feels like we’re on our honeymoon. We make love multiple times a night (and oftentimes day), sleep in late, eat breakfast in bed, and go on long walks and hikes, both by ourselves and with Slava. One time, Alina joins us as well, and the four of us end up swimming in a nearby lake, where all three Russians make fun of my reluctance to get into the chilly, spring-fed water.
It turns out Slava is as comfortable being cold as the adults, making me the only wimp.
I do end up swimming, though, and as I’m shivering afterward, Nikolai warms me by rubbing me all over with his big, rough palms. If we were alone, he would’ve undoubtedly done more, but alas, even he draws the line at making love in
