But Ignatov was completely drunk. I even had to pay extra to the taxi driver to help bring Oleg to the apartment.

When we found ourselves in the apartment, Ignatov looked at me with an interested look, and went to the shower. And I was horrified in anticipation of the pleasures that I had to endure that night. Of course, it was possible to remind about the contract, but Oleg would hardly have heard me now.

Ignatov returned in clothes. His head and shirt were wet, and his eyes were a little sober. He came over and kissed me very tenderly.

- I remember that in a drunken way, no,...