Beauty and Brains

In an American fairy tale a handsome young prince has to kiss 100 frogs to find his bewitched princess. Should I care when a frog does not transforms into a princess when kissed? No it’s just one more frog down and 99 or less frogs to go, get them going. So when a young and beautiful Russian girl wants my attention, I have nothing to lose. Olia from the Chinese – Russian border.
I write Olia my dream:
Olia, a beautiful young woman with a college degree has to pay medication for her sick father.
The Russian mafia offers to take care of her father’s medication. In turn, Olia has to virtually seduce lonely westerners to send money. A small percentage will be used to pay back her debt and support. Olia’s father, son of a German SS officer is her only family left. Olia has felt the animosity against her ‘enemy’ German heritage since her childhood. Beautiful Olia never felt Russian or German, she just loves her father. Her mother met her father near the Amur river, border of Russia and China. They lived in the log cabin, her father built. Her father is a well known hunter, fisher and trader in the border region. Olia was sent to the city to complete her education. The education which serves her now with virtually seducing foreigners to fall in love and to sent money. Unhappy Olia scours dating sites and writes sweet contact letters. The mafia sends mass emails and selects a promising percentage for Olia to follow up. Olia has to read the letters, match a script to each foreigner and the software generates the bulk of the letters. Only a small ‘personal’ part is required by Olia to handle over 100 different foreigners efficiently. Then Olia’s father dies in spite of the medical treatment. Olia discovers that the mafia replaced the expensive treatment with a dummy. Sad and unhappy Olia has to continue her work to pay the debts to the mafia, but she feels deceived. Compassion overcomes her when she watches a lonely man, sleeping in front of his web cam. Handsome and tanned, the mix of Orient and West, awareness, strong friendly lines and openness reminds her of her father. Olia responds with her heart and wins Hans’ heart without ado. Olia tells Hans the truth about her sad and unhappy work. Hans has finds his true love and travels to Olia. Olia and Hans fall deeply in love. Olia and Hans plan to flee Russia. Hans, hiding in the boiler room at Olia’s work is discovered by the mafia. After a fight Olia and Hans steal a mafia snow scooter and flee. Four days and nights Olia and Hans travel through snow covered forests and tundra’s. Olia’s contacts find them food and brief shelter. The mafia is close and Olia and Hans have to keep moving. After the 3rd day the mafia throws in the towel. Olia and Hans ride alone in a snow covered landscape. In the dusk of the 4th day Olia and Hans reach the old log cabin of her parents. Hans turns off the snow scooter under a shrub and fetches a bottle of vodka. Olia and Hans kiss passionately.
It is spring in the Amur region, dawn colors the banks with deep shadows. Twitter of birds is silenced by a yell over the river: ‘Olia, Olia’. A beautiful young woman with a baby in her arms leaves the log cabin and yells in the direction of the voice: ‘Hans, Hans'. 97 frogs to go.

Seduction on the internet

I am in the roaring 50’s and there is no turning back. 10 years back in health after a stroke, job replaced for a pension scheme and my partner broke up. It could be worse; there is ample time for a healthy lifestyle - 20 kilos of weight is lost and health improved dramatically. I can do everything I always wanted to do my way, I look better, feel better, have more fun, improve..
Mysteries of life unveil, e.g. sour foods can taste good and acidity in older woman never..
Enjoy small things: an apple, a smile, a conversation, birds, children, nature, actually everything. It was before and it will be forever. An email makes me aware what lacks. A beautiful young woman in summer dress wants to date. The email confirms my appreciation for female beauty, a longing for affection, romance and more. Mind you spring is in the air and not Spam!
I enter the Internet dating game by answering Sarah, an American captains daughter. Emails and photo’s exchange, a yahoo account for chatting, audio and video is opened. Feeling and longing grow. Sarah wants to join me, to meet me to kiss me. These feelings are mutual. Sarah studies at Ghana Nautical College in Accra to start a business in nautical goods. The Netherlands, as a seafaring nations is an excellent next in her research. I offer Sarah a job as captain of my pedal powered twin screw cabrio cruiser, ready in 3D to built. However, Sarah travels to Nigeria for a holiday. Sarah writes from a hotel with sea view and sends her SMS phone number as she is often away.
Sarah purchases a KLM ticket to Amsterdam, finally!
Sarah discovers that she overspent in her holiday and that the hotel bill cannot be paid fully. Could I transmit the balance, Sarah promises to work hard as captain in my two seat cruiser.

I evaluate Sarah with Augusto. Augusto is from her region and I help him speaking Dutch. Sarah SMS phone number is registered near the Federal College of Education at Pankshin, Nigeria. Augusto informs me that a male overseer and one to several female students form teams, using the dating game to make some cash. I offer Sarah to earn the money when she assists me with writing a play. Sarah is to write the female part and I will do the male part. The play stage is divided in two halves: a Nigerian hut occupied by a black girl and a modern study occupied by a European.
The black girl chats with the white guy and pretends to be white and interested in a relationship.
The said relationship ends as follows: ‘F*** You, you knew it all the time’. ‘Which side first to f***?, honey?’ However, sometime later 2 African girls are interested in me are most probably the follow up. Not too bad a score after all, they appreciate a smart and sneaky guy in Africa.