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Monday, April 4, 2011

4.(0-2) Slim Novel 4 - Honeymoon in Siberia - Start

                                      Моим русским читателям: Вы мои самые частые читатели. Спасибо за ваш интерес. Я специально написал роман Slim Novel 4 - Honeymoon in Siberia для русских читателей. Стараюсь писать не слишком сложно. Пожалуйста, оставляйте ваши комменты.

Автор - Д-р Эдвард Стим, Токио, Япония
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Olga & Boris – Honeymoon in Siberia
Slim Novel 4


Main Characters & Summary to Date
Olga is the daughter of a White Russian émigré, Ivan Vronsky, and a Japanese woman who died when Olga was 8. Afterwards, her father ran a nightclub in 1920s Los Angeles where she grew up. Later he left L.A. for Manchuria where Olga spent her teenage on a dacha outside Harbin being educated by private tutor. In Slim Novel 1, she first appears as a chanteuse at the Rossia, her father’s club in Mukden. She speaks fluent Russian, Japanese and English, and rather good French. In 1939, the time of this story she is singing in Tokyo nightclubs.

Boris is a 30-year-old diplomat at the 1939 Soviet Embassy in Tokyo described in Slim Novel 3 as follows: Boris is handsome in a chunky Russian way … black hair combed straight back, big bushy eyebrows, a towering big-boned well-padded solid body frame in pinstripe, double-breasted suit. He speaks formal English, the Moscow School of Languages Japanese, and his native Russian.

Chapter 1: The Trip
Olga and Boris have become engaged and, since his parents live in Khabarovsk, they will take a trip there.
   To locate Khabarovsk, look at a world globe with Japan facing you; then, look immediately north of its northern island Hokkaido to the island now called Sakhalin then swing eyes left along the 500 north latitude line to mainland Asia and, at the Amur River, follow it down to your right and you should see a dot indicating Khabarovsk. On some maps it is spelled starting with “Ch” or “X” to indicated the Russian throat-clearing sound. Inspect the dot that is Khabarovsk with a magnifier you may see it lies on the north bank of the Amur River and is pointed at by the arrowhead shape of map of the Manchurian border. It is a major city of the Russian Far East and in 1939 was its administrative hub.

2. Start
In Tokyo it is a sparkling June Monday, 10 AM, as Olga steps from taxi to street outside the Soviet Embassy. The Japanese police spies in nearby car snap pictures and take notes. Olga is dressed in a red turban with open top, its half-veil spiraling around the right side of her face, her hair only visible from above rear but what can be seen is black, straight and shoulder level.  She wears a light brown velvet dress that shows off her slim figure, with the dress going to just below knees giving view of silk-stocking calf curves and Paris haute couture black platform high-heels. She drapes over her left arm a silver-fox fur jacket for the expected chill of a Siberian summer.
   A Japanese employee opens the embassy gate. “Tokko,” Olga thinks. (Tokko Keisatsu, or special political police who dealt with foreign spies)
   Boris stands waiting just inside the gate, stocky and solid in conservative double-breasted, dark-blue suit, his clean-shaven features show a well-fed 30-years-old Soviet diplomat. Boris Alexeivitch is spoken of at the embassy as one of Chairman Stalin's dark-haired boys. Seeing his beloved Olenka he smiles and, as she steps into his reach, her heart goes bump and she thinks I could get lost in these arms forever. But while gasping with pleasure mentally, she says, “Please, darling! You ruin my make up!”

An hour later they sit side by side in the rear of a black diplomatic-license U.S.A.-made Packard racing across Japan’s Main Island westward toward Niigata City, the jumping-off point for the Russian Far East. The beetle-brow young Chauffeur, Brezhnev, like all Soviet Embassy drivers an NKVD  (In English, People’s Commissariat of Internal Affairs, since 1934 Stalin's spy agency), keeps eyes on road. He does not need to listen in on their talk because Olga & Boris's conversation is being recorded by built-in microphone. This being shortly after the Big Purge in Russia, it is expected, so Olga & Boris substitute passionate necking for loose talk. By the outskirts of Niigata, Olga's underclothes have been disordered and her makeup smeared but she is expert at quickly re-doing her makeup after passionate pawing and when the car pulls up to the VIP (Very Important Persons) entrance at airport her cosmetic is on straight and her panties firmly back in proper place. After relaxation in the VIP room, with glasses of sparkling, expensive champagne and lunch on beef stroganoffstrips of beef filet with mushroom, onion and sour cream sauce served over rice courtesy of the Japanese Foreign Ministry, they board the latest 3-propeller Tupolev, piloted by a Red Army captain, and, as the plane's propellers rev-up for take off, they are in world class luxury chic accommodations with the interior deco straight from Paris via French Communist Party connection.

Hours later in the aircraft's cabin the 2 lovers, drowsy from the low-pitched aircraft hum, look out an oval window on a beautiful late afternoon with low sun dipping down to horizon and a first purple evening shadow spreading over the blue Sea of Japan below.         
                  To read on, now, click 4.3 Olga's Eurasian Psychology


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