.. ... After The First Letter Somehow Was Ashamed

.. ... After the first letter somehow was ashamed to write again, and here the case now was presented to share with you improbable pleasure - I do not believe till now that it has occurred, and at night silently I approach to a bed, I look in it, I concern with lips of small handles, a silk forehead, and my curly sun snuffles to me in a cheek, gives smacking kiss in the sleep... In a Year of the Snake, under constellation of Fishes, at ten o'clock 10 minutes of Moscow time in a city where I was born also and where now I live, from my belly the skilled surgeon has been taken in this world, "the live male fruit growth of 51 sm and is powerful 3 kg of 700 grammes". Having come to the senses after , I asked every ten minutes, whether I have given birth to Sevochku, what growth, weight, whether hands-feet are whole, there and then fell asleep, forgetting, woke up and extorted again, the doctor laughed and spoke: "Now again you will forget, sleep", - but I asked all and asked until next days to me have not brought a tiny lump which I would learn from an armful of the same precious larvae which are carried by fairy godmothers on chambers.