In every woman’s life, there comes a moment when she walks into the wrong door… The last thing I remember is a masquerade party at a nightclub and a tall, muscular man with a Belarusian accent who offered to buy me a cocktail…
In every woman’s life, there comes a moment when she walks into the wrong door… The last thing I remember is a masquerade party at a nightclub and a tall, muscular man with a Belarusian accent who offered to buy me a cocktail…