EleonoraBarabashina.Net – how I searched, found and lost my love. Part 2. Found. Oleg Teterin Jr,

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      Krasnodar city (Southern part of Russia, the warmest region), Monday, August 18, 2014, 3 am, Yuppie Nightclub. Victor and I in karaoke, I was singing “Candy Shop” 50 cent, and then Vanilla Ice “Ice Ice Baby”. I took the look from the monitor to the dance floor and saw Her. I have never seen such beauty and grace in my thirty-eight years. She is in a long, as if, silk dress with patterns that fit Her young body, full of energy and desire, moves to the beat of the track, like a metronome on the piano, setting the pace for everything around. By the look of this girl with the eyes of a tender tigress, from the bite of which you can die from blood loss imperceptibly for yourself, she was twenty-one – twenty-three years old. Long blond hair of truly Russian beauty, despite their heaviness and density, easily enveloped Her thin neck and fragile shoulders. Much later I find out that She was much younger, and at such age at 3 am at night, she dances in a club with three guys and two friends.

      The main purpose of my trip to the south of Russia was to find a wife: away from “transit” Moscow, closer to the southern heart of the Motherland, where people are more open, honest, romantic and, possibly, unspoiled. Krasnodar, Gelendzhik city, Crimea peninsula – the corners of Russia that I only needed to conquer, concealed in myself the unknown and with hope that in the warmest region of the country I would find the same warm and sweet, "my warm girl” – Her. And at that moment when I saw Her, somewhere inside me “clicked”, and the crack of this click rolled throughout my body, my whole head and reached every one of the 100 billion neurons of my brain. I had completely no time to have a good look on Her, but I already began to feel the karmic connection with this amazing creation of God. I had to gain courage for some time, before I decided to approach Her. It was surprisingly unusual for me: after all, I had all the seas “knee-deep”, and with my self-confidence I can charge entire cities, countries and even continents. But by the time I was ready to approach Her, She had already disappeared in the dark, retiring to the beauty of the night dance.

      For a while I had to go through all the floors of the club to find her. Having found Her friends, as well as the “crowd” of young guys, apparently, Her Majesty’s retinue, stuffed with testosterone by nature, but not Her, I tried to have a casual conversation with both of Her friends to gain time. The conversation didn’t work out well, but it didn’t matter to me, She was my only goal! And then the Light of my eyes appeared. Oh Lord, I have lost the power of speech and, like in Hollywood movies about zombies, I took an uncertain step towards Her. She continued to move in the rhythm of the noisy music, blurring in a radiant smile and with her blue "flashlights" blinding with a "high beam" all the "economy class cars" passing Her by.

      At that time I was the producer of several movies, and for each of it I had a business card with certain advertisement. That day I had six cards. All the templates of extraordinary acquaintances disappeared, and nothing but – “I’m a producer, I liked you, I want to invite you to act in my movie”, didn’t occur to me. She introduced herself with a rare to my ears name, “Lyalya”, emphasizing once again her entire selectivity, even in the name. I thrust her a pile of my business cards, and to my horror, without asking her phone number, I turned and left.

      Having come to my senses after about ten minutes, I decided to go back and ask Her phone number, but she left with her mates. I ran out into the street and saw Her waiting for a taxi. The second “approach” was even worse than the first, СКАЧАТЬ