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On around August 7 2002 a woman from the Ukraine calling herself VICT-A on Kiss.Com wrote me a very nice letter, so I responded to her. We exchanged email addresses and we began writing to each other almost everyday. I found out her name was Victoria. She would send me wonderful letters asking me about my life and seemed to be very interested in what I had to say because she would often respond with a comment about what I said so it seemed like she was being very attentive when reading my letters. She would often ask, because she seemed to be worried that I was not thinking about the possibility of meeting her in person because she did not want a penpal. She asked me to tell her how I imagined our first meeting and then she asked me if I thought we would ever meet in person again. (I wonder if this is a clue that she really was not reading my letters attentively) I had to write her several letters before she believed me. She wrote me a very short letter where she seemed a little hostile because she needed to know exactly when I thought we could meet. I told her I could visit her in about three months from then. She wrote me back a very happy letter and was excited that I wanted to come to see her. At that point she had told me that she was feeling love for me and I made the mistake of expressing my feelings to her. On September 12th I received a letter saying that her parents visited her and she told them about me and her father thought it would be better for her to visit me to see what my life was like if she and I were going to have a live together someday. I agreed to the idea. I then thought about it and wrote to her telling her that it might be better if I came there first and then she could come back with me. She never responded to that idea. (now I look back on that and see that as a clue to what she was up to) Instead of a response to that idea I get a letter from her telling me when she can come and how she is talking with a travel agency about getting a visa and she had several different ideas and different amounts of money for different kinds of visa's. This is when I became suspicious of her and I happened by pure accident to find a blacklist of Ukrainian and Russian women pulling dating scams on American men. I looked for her picture or her name on the list but I could not find it but I did find a lot of woman asking for visa money and money for plane tickets and one in particular troubled me because it was exactly the same amount of money that Victoria was asking me for. I wrote her a letter and did not actually accuse her of doing anything wrong but said that I thought her friends in the travel agency might be trying to scam her. I read somewhere that sometimes sincere woman can be the victims of dishonest travel businesses so I was giving her the benefit of the doubt. Then I sent her a letter telling her that when she wanted to come and see me was not a good time for me. I also sent her a letter I received from a man who told me that there was zero chance she would get a visa because his wife had worked in a Ukrainian travel agency for almost two years and tried to help get woman visas to the US without ever getting one for anybody. at this point I was not sure if Victoria was a scammer herself. She had sent me a beautiful loving letter thanking me for flowers I had sent to her and saying how much they made her think of me. (by the way if you send flowers to someone you have never seen in person have the delivery person take a picture of the woman getting the flowers then you will know if they are the woman who is writing to you or if they sent you a phoney picture of someone else that is actually a great way to find out if they are trying to scam you) On September 19th I finally found out what kind of woman Victoria Molchanova is when I received the nasties letter I have ever gotten because she said I questioned her honesty. She tried to make me feel guilty as if I had ruined a good relationship by not trusting her. At first I thought that maybe my paranoia had ruined something that may have been good,but that is exactly the feeling she wanted me to have and to try and manipulate me into not exposing her as the fraud that she is. Her profile is still on Kiss.com. She claims to be a nurse and had me call her at what she led me to believe to be the hospital where she works. It now appears that the phone number (380)56796-3220 belongs two an individuals flat. I recently sent her flowers again and have asked the company delivering them to take her picture as of now they have not been able to find her at her address: per.Volniy, 4-235 4930, Dnepropetrovsk Ukraine. She also did not respond to the delivery companies email they sent to her at her email victoria_040@pisem.net which I now assume she no longer uses. I have also written to her there with no response and on a couple of occasions my emails have been returned saying that her address nolonger exists, but then I resent one and that did not happen so I am not quite sure if her email address has been changed or not and I am not sure if she changed it because she knows I am onto her scam or because she just does not want to here from me. I am pritty convinced now that she was trying to scam me but sometimes I question if I did something wrong to make a sincere woman angry at me, but in the end all her other behaviour is the way it appears scammers behave. This conclusions comes down to one thing for me and that is if she were a honest and sincere woman why would she lie to me about where she had me call her on the phone? My guess is that the phone belongs to the other people involved in her scam. If she really is Victoria Molchanova I don't think the pictures are of her.

Hello, John!
It was pleasant to receive your letter. Besides, frankly speaking, Iım glad that you have serious intentions. I think, itıs not simple in our time to find a person who wants to create strong relationship. I donıt know, John, how it is in your country but in our country the majority of men avoid the responsibility connected with family. For me family is a return first of all, care about the beloved person, carrying definite contribution into the family budget. Keeping house in order, creating coziness. Iıd like my husband to return home with great pleasure and enjoy every minute spent with me. Perhaps, John, I idealize somehow family relationship in my thoughts. Itıs rather different in real life. But nobody prohibits us to achieve our aims and wishes. John, what do you think about your future relations with a woman? What kind of family do you want to have? Do you prefer the way when a woman works or keeps house? Iıll tell you a little more about me. Iıve been divorced for two years already. My marriage was not long. I had lived with my former husband for three years. I have no children. I live in a one-room flat which I rent. I have a lot of flowers in my flat, aquarium with golden fishes. I like very much when morning sun rays pierce through the aquarium. This view creates special atmosphere in the room. Is aquarium interesting for you or youıre indifferent to it? Every morning I run along the coast of the Dnieper. My great sport passion is visiting of the bowling club. I canıt say that Iım a professional, but I achieve definite success sometimes. : -) Besides I have a very interesting collection, about which Iıll tell you later if itıs interesting for you. Now Iım waiting for your letter. Hope to find answers on my questions from my previous letter. Sincerely, Victoria.

Hello John!
Thank you, darling, for ³charivny². Your addressing to me in Ukrainian is very pleasant for me. Thereıs only a little detail that I havenıt taken into consideration in my lessons. : -) Masculine and feminine genders has different endings. If you address to a woman itıll be ³charivna². I hope, itıs interesting for you. Youıre right, I really like flowers. Iıve written to you that I have lot of indoor plants at home. I like to decorate my room with bouquets of flowers in vases. Itıs not important for me of what kind these flowers are, the main thing is to enjoy their freshness and beauty. For example, in everyday life I like ox-eye daisies, bachelorıs buttons and combined bouquets with various wildflowers. And in grand days I like roses, of course. Itıs not in vain they call it the queen of flowers. My relatives usually present me with roses on my birthday February, 1. I think, John, that everything alive on earth has its soul but you must have a gift to see it. Not in vain they call a haughty man ³narcissistic² and a vulgar woman, to my mind, is like a dahlia. And as for an elegant woman, sheıs like a lily. I wonder, if my associations find the response in your soul. It was interesting to read about your birthdays. I think, it shouldnıt be a magnificent high-day but the hero of occasion must feel happy this day. Since he is surrounded with the closest people and the best words and wishes are addressed to him. You know, John, when my soulmate is near me Iıll try to make high-days for him not only on his birthdays. I try to celebrate my birthday in the circle of my family. But frankly speaking, itıs not always possible. In such cases I accept congratulations from my colleagues. Maria and her husband visit me not only on birthdays but on other holidays. I canıt say that apple pie is my favorite but itıs tasty too. : -) John, I wonder, if they repair shoes in your country. Or you just throw them out if they are damaged? Iıve heard on TV that you throw out even good furniture if itıs old. Is that true? I ask because Iıve just remembered that I had slipped my foot recently going from the bus. It was because of my heels. It seemed to me that I looked attentively at the steps of the bus and saw how my foot was touching the asphalt but leaning against it I understood that I was falling down. Itıs good that I managed to hold a hand-rail of the bus. So, I strained muscles a little and, the main thing, I broke my heel. There was nothing else as to hobble from the bus-stop to my department. In the end of the shift I had to look for slippers and wearing them to go to the shop of shoe repair. Thank God, the foot was not aching and I hadnıt to stay at home for some time. Well, Iıve got into a writing vein about it. Write me, John, bout your everyday life. I wonder, what is your usual morning? Looking forward to your letter. Thinking about you, Victoria.

Hello dear John!
In the first lines of my letter I'd like to say that I'm really sorry about the death of your sister in law. Reading your words about her I understand that it's a hard loss for you. But not everything depends upon us. Some things we're not able to change. I'm sorry. Darling, I had a good time with my parents. My mother was going to my place alone but they came together with father. By the way Odessa is 500 km far from Dnepropetrovsk. It took them a night by train. Till the noon we were walking in the city and shopping. There was a meeting in our city devoted to the anniversary of the tragedy in New York September, 11. They say about terrorism in the world. There were a lot of reportage on TV from the USA and other countries about those events. Let's hope that such acts will never take place in any country anymore. After that we came home and my mother and I prepared dinner. We were joking and laughing. While my father was reading newspapers in the room my mother told me about his crankiness. Getting older he's becoming more pedantic and scrupulous in his father's care of my sister and me. In Odessa he controls Lena's comings home, for her not to come late and so on. Mother said when they were going to my place, he himself chose slippers for me as a present in the shop, for them to be warm and comfortable. He asked mother for several times if she took everything they wanted to bring me. Earlier he was not so scrupulous. Well, John, I! am carried away with it. So, before we sat at the table nobody of us dared to talk about you and me. And I began taking heart. I told them how close we've become, how big our mutual understanding is. I said that we made a decision to meet in person, that you wanted to come to me. I was very anxious and felt my voice trembling. Actually, we had a very long talk and it had emotional character. Having heard me mother said that she understood everything, that she is a woman too and was able to understand my feelings. She started to ask me in details about you, about nuances of our correspondence, if I was sure in everything I had said to her. After a long silence my father entered into the conversation. He said, he'd be glad if you and me were together and probably, it is good that I want to share my life with you. But he asked if I thought that it's possible to make such important decision not knowing and not seeing the place and the circumstances in which I'm going to live. H! e said that I don't know the people of your surrounding, I don't know your relatives. That having spent time with you here, in Ukraine, I'll not have any notion where I'm going to go after that. But I must know that. Father was speaking about it for a long time. Then my mother interfered and said that your visit would be flattering for them. But to their opinion it'd better if you and me spend some time in the place we're going to live, for us to have a chance to get accustomed to each other and to feel like a family. My parents think that these are you and me who should decide finally but may be it would be better to discuss all above said with you. John, if you are really serious as for our relations, it'd be better to meet in person and see your life. I was going to object my parents but after some thinking I understood that they were right. Really right. I agreed with their opinion. We could spend some time in your place and if our meeting brings us happiness we could ! come to Ukraine after that for you as my future husband to meet my family. Do you agree with me? Darling, I'm looking forward to your answer. With the most tender thoughts, your Vika.

My dearest John!
I've received your present today. Thank you. This is a wonderful bouquet of tender rosy flowers and a vase of bohemia glass. Darling, it's so pleasant. I'm touched to tears. If I could take these flowers from your hands and hear words about your tenderness to me. Probably, it's happiness. I'm still under impression of our yesterday's telephone talk. I missed somehow in my yesterday's letter how important and dear to my heart was the moment when I heard first words pronounced by you. There's something like tape with our conversation in my head. I imagine that your voice, your intonations will accompany me during all my life. I want it so much. When we're together you'll be laughing, telling me about something thoughtfully, whispering words tenderly into my ear. My God, all my essence is aspiring to you, my darling. John, this day was full of events. I told with my boss about the possibility of my vacations. She said I could be free from October, 25 till November, 8. I was so glad to hear that. In spite of the fact that I should wait for a month, it'll be soon. John, darling, write me, please, if these terms are suitable for you. How many days do you want me to stay in your place? Do you remember, John, I told you about my acquaintance from the travel agency? I talked to my acquaintance (by the way, her name is Oksana) about the opportunities of visiting the USA. She and her husband found it out for me and here's what they told me. Let's begin with Visa. John, in order to obtain a Visa to come to the USA one should have an invitation. It should contain the data about the person inviting and the person invited, the date and the reason. The form of the invitation is arbitrary. Having received the invitation I need to go to the US Embassy and fill in the application forms. The applying itself costs $50. After consideration of the matter there follows a refusal - most often. You need to have weighty reasons for your coming back to Ukraine (i.e. underage children in Ukraine and the like). Naturally, John, I haven't such reasons. That's why I will get a refusal, no doubt. However this acquaintance to be more precise, her husband has an opportunity to! help in getting a Visa on a private invitation. I don't know how they do it but working with this travel agency you're almost sure to succeed. It costs $300. The process of obtaining the visa takes about two weeks. John, I have also called Mom and told her about our proceedings. She's worried, of course, but she understands and supports me. She has a friend who's a teacher, so that woman has offered another variant of going to States, the one that her students use. It can be arranged as if I were a post-graduate foreign-exchange student, so I'd get a multi-visa, which would be valid for two years, and a person could visit States on that visa many times during the two years. That variant of obtaining a visa will cost $1,500. Such a visa can be obtained within 7-14 days. That's all about Visa, John, and now a few words about the ticket. This travel agency works with quite a number of airline companies and has considerable discounts for the tickets. Besides that there exists some additional discount for citizens of Ukraine because a citizen of Ukraine using international airlines is almost a mythical phenomenon. So, my acquaintances told me that no one will offer me a greater discount than they can do. For example, Oksana made the following offer: a ticket Kiev-Frankfurt-Denver-Frankfurt-Kiev for $780. This price is stated with regard for discounts and taxes. Surely, they don't make this offer to everyone. :-) Such a price for the ticket remains only if I purchase it a month in advance. John, that's all the information I've managed to find out. Please, write me what you think about it. Darling, for me it's very expensive. Will you have a possibility to pay such expenses? I feel slightly tired, besides, my mood is a little bit spoiled. John, it's getting colder here, the weather is not stable, it's either rainy or sunny or windy. I was at home when I paid attention that branches of trees were bending to the ground. Dust was raising up, a strong shower was pouring. And my balcony door was opened. Suddenly the gust of wind closed the door with a great force. The glass of the door was broken into thousands of splinters. When I swept them my mood was getting worse, of course. To leave the door without glass for the whole night was impossible because it was cold. John, I went to the closest shop to order a new glass. When I came there they said they'd cut out the glass for me and I could take it and went home with it in my hands. I was surprised and asked who was going to fix it to my door. They said that their business was to sell the glass but to fix it was my own problem. I have never faced such things. And I've not suspected that this serv! ice was on such low level. Of course, I was able to find a possibility to solve that problem but it cost me a lot of nerves. John, do you have anything like that in your country? If you're ready to pay for service but they refuse to make it? I'm sorry, may be this story is unnecessary here but it is swelling in me. My darling, I want to talk to you on the phone again very much. I think, soon I'll find the chance to do it. I'll let you know when we can talk. OK? John, darling, I should go now. But I don't want. I should be patient and your presence in my heart helps me to go through this expectation. I miss you very much. With tender hugs, your Vika.

Hello my dearest John!
Thanks for your tender and touching letter. It's so pleasant to read about your feelings. That is I feel to you too. It seems to me that I myself would jump into the water and swim to you if I knew that you were waiting for me on the other cost of the ocean. It'd be the most wonderful trip in my life. I'd lean to you, you'd embrace me and never let me go. And we'd go along this life together, hand by hand. I'd like to catch every word said by you and every minute to be near you. Everything I know about you is dear to me. You know, I feel in me some features being in love with you. I've thought a lot about it. All that seemed to me like a delusion, I've never thought that it could be just in correspondence. But I don't want to lock my soul and feel restrained in words. I'm glad that I can open my soul to you. You can see thoughts and feelings. Your previous letter proved that we are real soulmates. I'm eager to see you, dear John. You know, my mother phoned to me to my work. She and my father are going to visit me this weekend. On one hand I'll be glad to see them. I miss them very much. But on the other hand, I think, it's high time to talk with them about you and our relationship. Darling, it'll be not very simple talk for me. I'll have to explain to them the deepness of our relations. I want them to trust you, to be ready to meet you one day. To meet a man with whom I'd like to share my life. What do you think about it? Am I right? May be I'm in a hurry with it? Well, John, I'm glad that you're going to consult the doctor. Please, inform me about your state. It's very important. I can't but worry about it. You've become so close to me. You're always on my mind and in my heart. Write me, please, if it's difficult for you to take some days-off at your work. And when is it possible? I understand that it'll be not tomorrow but I want to be near you so much. Please, forgive my impatience. How is your job doing? Is the weather favorable for your health now? Please, take care, John, take care of you for me. OK? Looking forward to your letter. With tender embrace, Vika.

Hello dear John!
Thanks for your letters. I've read each of them very attentively and I have some questions to you: 1) John, darling, do you see our meeting in person? If yes, then where and when? Darling, I'd like to receive the answer with concrete terms. Do you suppose to meet me in a month or in three months or in a half of a year? He answer some day will not suit me. 2) I'm not a supporter of hasty decisions and agree with you that we should know each other better. John, write me, please, what else do you want to know about me from our correspondence? I'll tell you without fail. OK? I'm looking forward to your letter. Thinking about you, Victoria.

Hello dear John!
Thanks for your beautiful letters. I'm very glad that you want to fly to me to see me. I've reread your letters again and again and my heart was sinking from your tenderness. I'm eager to meet you. To feel your hands, strength of your shoulders, aroma of your hair. I understand more and more that I'm lacking of your eyes, your smile. At times my imagination is carrying me away so far that having returned to reality I feel sad that you're not near me. It would be a real miracle to see you for the first time. Probably my head would be dizzy with it. John, it's such a good idea for you to come here. There are thousands of various plans in my head. I think about your appearing here as about a firework of impressions, bursts of emotions and appearing of a great and wonderful feeling. I liked pictures sent by you. They are lovely. : -) And your heart I'll save not only in the computer but in my soul. This weekend, John, my parents had no chance to come to me as my mother promised. But there's nothing to be worried about. Mother called me again and said that they've bought tickets on Tuesday. So, they'll be here on Wednesday. I hope, my words about you will impress them and I'll get their approval. I'd like them to take part in our further steps to our meting. I mean their benevolence. My parents and me have been always close to each other and gone through various important moments in life together. Darling, now I'll try to answer your questions. What can make me laugh or cry? I think, it's difficult to answer this question in correspondence. For answering we need to be near each other. At time I myself don't know the reason of it. As for my favorite colors you may see them on my photos. I wrote you about my friends in the letter from 15.08.02. Do you remember? I write to you about Maria and our relations at times. What is in my soul and heart, I try to write to you in each letter of mine. What is romantic for me? You've already asked me about it. It's difficult to answer it in one letter. Everything beautiful and pleasant. My collection of candles, for example, flowers, fishes in my aquarium. Recently, John, I've obtained new neighbors. These are a pair of two pigeons who took shelter on the ledge behind my window. Evidently, the birds feel coming of colds and look for a winter flat. It was the same last year. I fed up with seeds and bread my neighbors. Now they are not in need of it still but are going to make themselves at home on the ledge. It's so funny, John, to observe their courting to each other. Male pigeon blows his crop, spreads his wings and goes around the female pigeon with a proud look. And she smoothes out her feathers and looks at him diffidently. I'm glad to have such neighbors. You know, John, their behavior seems like man's courting to a woman. I even feel envious to a small female pigeon. : -) I wish I were on her place. But only if you're my admirer. : -) It seems to me, John, that animals and birds are sincere in expressing their feelings. Do you like to observe their behavior? I'm looking forward to your letter. With tender feelings, Vika. P.S. My address: Victoria Molchanova per.Volniy, 4-235 49130, Dnepropetrovsk Ukraine

Hello dear John!
Probably I'm not waiting for anything in my life so as I'm waiting for your letters and our meeting. I'm sad, darling, that you're not near me. Thank you for the map. It makes me closer to you. My parents still live in Odessa. I lived there too till graduating from the medical college. And then I went to Dnepropetrovsk according to assignment. You know, it's pleasant that my stories about my collection inspired you to buy candles. I think, the aroma of peaches in the room is wonderful. I have a lot of aroma candles. I have with tulip aroma, with lilac, mango and so on. I'm sorry, John, that the state of your health is not improving. If I were with you I'd do my best for you to feel better. Please, take care of yourself. And follow all doctor's recommendations. I was deeply touched by your description of us lying under the sky with stars and presenting each other with love. Stars will look at us from their height and feel envy to our happiness. You know, John, yesterday I sharply felt the spirit of loneliness in my flat in spite of the coziness due to my flowers and lovely fishes in aquarium. John, a lot of people from my house know that I'm a nurse and at time they call me if someone feels bad. Recently I've finished the course of injections for one old woman who lives upstairs. And yesterday my neighbor came asking for a help to her child. I came to their flat and saw that a boy wounded his hand. In my house always there're bandage, iodine and antibiotics. I gave the first help to the boy and bandaged his hand. And then quieted him and dried his tears. I felt sad that he was not my son. I looked at his parents who hugged one another and were worried bout the hand of their son. And I understood that they know the things I have no idea about. They three are together in the whole world. They are responsible for each other and take care of each other. And what else do one need for happiness? Yes, they have lot ! of problems but they solve them together. And they grow up a wonderful boy - their child. I came back to my flat, John, and understood that I was alone there. John, do you feel such loneliness at time? When you return from your work and feel that it's bad to live alone? Darling, I'm looking forward to your letter. Write me about everything in your life. I need to know about each detail in your life. Have you visited the doctor? With the most tender thoughts, your Vika.

Hello my darling!
I was very glad to receive your letter, so tender and romantic. John, I'm sure there'll be the day we'll be together. And we'll never feel that loneliness which is in our hearts now. We'll love each other and take care of each other. Read Agate Christie together. Do you remember? My mother is a teacher of biology at the University. She's 47. Her name is Tamara. My father is an engineer-shipbuilder. He works at the port. His name is Igor, he's 59. When I was at school I liked chemistry and biology. Perhaps, it was my mother's influence. I was very good at these subjects. Moreover, medicine is a human profession. That's why I had no doubt what profession to choose. Such an ordinary story. These days I've been occupied with my flowers for the next time and saw that my begonia was going to blossom. Once I saw it in blossom in the house of my colleague. Its flowers were fluffy and rosy clusters. I asked my colleague for one leaf. And after the roots appeared I potted it. It was not growing for a long time. I tried to replant it, to change the ground, counted Moon days for watering it. And at last my begonia began to grow. It was a big fluffy plant but without any flower. You know, I thought that it'd never blossom. And recently I saw small buds. John, I was so glad! I remember that in my parent's house there was a cactus. Cactuses are in blossom rarely and we couldn't wait for its flowers. But when we waited for it was a great event in the family. : -) Perhaps, my flower blossom is not such event but it's pleasant for me. And what could be such a little quiet gladness for you? Darling, of course, I remember what day will be Wednesday for your people. I think, all high-moral people remember about that day. Tomorrow my mother will come to my place, we'll talk about your country, about you, about our relationship. Dear John, your heart sent to me shows all your tenderness towards me. Thank you very much. Write me, please, how are you, how is your health? Take care. Ya tebya lublu, Vika.

Hello dear John!
In the first lines of my letter I'd like to say that I'm really sorry about the death of your sister in law. Reading your words about her I understand that it's a hard loss for you. But not everything depends upon us. Some things we're not able to change. I'm sorry. Darling, I had a good time with my parents. My mother was going to my place alone but they came together with father. By the way Odessa is 500 km far from Dnepropetrovsk. It took them a night by train. Till the noon we were walking in the city and shopping. There was a meeting in our city devoted to the anniversary of the tragedy in New York September, 11. They say about terrorism in the world. There were a lot of reportage on TV from the USA and other countries about those events. Let's hope that such acts will never take place in any country anymore. After that we came home and my mother and I prepared dinner. We were joking and laughing. While my father was reading newspapers in the room my mother told me about his crankiness. Getting older he's becoming more pedantic and scrupulous in his father's care of my sister and me. In Odessa he controls Lena's comings home, for her not to come late and so on. Mother said when they were going to my place, he himself chose slippers for me as a present in the shop, for them to be warm and comfortable. He asked mother for several times if she took everything they wanted to bring me. Earlier he was not so scrupulous. Well, John, I! am carried away with it. So, before we sat at the table nobody of us dared to talk about you and me. And I began taking heart. I told them how close we've become, how big our mutual understanding is. I said that we made a decision to meet in person, that you wanted to come to me. I was very anxious and felt my voice trembling. Actually, we had a very long talk and it had emotional character. Having heard me mother said that she understood everything, that she is a woman too and was able to understand my feelings. She started to ask me in details about you, about nuances of our correspondence, if I was sure in everything I had said to her. After a long silence my father entered into the conversation. He said, he'd be glad if you and me were together and probably, it is good that I want to share my life with you. But he asked if I thought that it's possible to make such important decision not knowing and not seeing the place and the circumstances in which I'm going to live. H! e said that I don't know the people of your surrounding, I don't know your relatives. That having spent time with you here, in Ukraine, I'll not have any notion where I'm going to go after that. But I must know that. Father was speaking about it for a long time. Then my mother interfered and said that your visit would be flattering for them. But to their opinion it'd better if you and me spend some time in the place we're going to live, for us to have a chance to get accustomed to each other and to feel like a family. My parents think that these are you and me who should decide finally but may be it would be better to discuss all above said with you. John, if you are really serious as for our relations, it'd be better to meet in person and see your life. I was going to object my parents but after some thinking I understood that they were right. Really right. I agreed with their opinion. We could spend some time in your place and if our meeting brings us happiness we could ! come to Ukraine after that for you as my future husband to meet my family. Do you agree with me? Darling, I'm looking forward to your answer. With the most tender thoughts, your Vika.

Hello my dear John!
I've received your letter, kind and tender as usual. I'm so happy. When I think that I'll be with you soon I feel that there's no ground under my feet. My heart is beating and there's special warmth in my soul. If I had wings, my dear, I'd fly through all borders and distances right now. I'd put my hands around your neck, I'd stroke your hair and lean to you with all my body and we'd have our first kiss. I even don't know what kind of kiss we'll have, I think, touching and a little bit shy. But may be strong and passionate. We'll know about it soon. John, I have passport. The thing is that year ago my mother and I were promised to have two not expensive vouchers to Bulgaria. We made passports but unfortunately didn't go there. Since that time I have my passport. I told with Oksana about necessary documents and cleared out that I have everything. I need only to make a pair of Xerox-copies and put them into folder. I've already done it. The only things I have not for making visa are your invitation (I apply the sample to this letter) and money for payment. Darling, I think, private visa is a good choice. I don't want to travel here and there during two years. I think, I'll come to you and then you'll come to Ukraine to meet my family. I'll settle all my official and civil affairs and we'll go to your country forever. John, you're right, I have to buy tickets till September, 25. I think, we have enough time but I don't want to wait for the last day. As you know, visa will be ready in two weeks from the day of documents appliance and payment Oksana's and her husband's services. As soon as I receive your invitation and transfer I'll make payment at once and give them my documents for making visa. I'll buy tickets too. When I have them I'll write to you the information about the number of the flight and time. Frankly speaking, I feel a little bit anxious about all this. It's a very important event in my life. Darling, I'm also worried if we'll manage to do all formalities in time. As far as your transfer. I called a bank and I was told that the most reliable and safe way of transferring money is to use the Western Union system. Besides my full name I must indicate a control number of money order, the full name of the sender, and the exact sum of the transfer, plus show an ID, here it's a passport. The name of the city where I would pick up the money is Dnepropetrovsk, Ukraine. My full name is Victoria Molchanova. Darling, your bouquet is in my room as a part of you. You know, coming from work I did nothing but came up to the vase and leaned to the flowers with my face. They were touching my face tenderly presenting me with their aroma. And I spent a lot of time dreaming about us. I can't find words to express my desire to be with you. My darling, I ought to go now. But I'm always with you in my thoughts, my happiness. With tender kisses and hugs, your Vika. P.S. Invitation Name: Victoria Molchanova Date of Birth: February, 01, 1976 Passport: MA 766180 To visit me here in USA. I declare to be fully responsible for her stay and all her expenses during her visit to me. I also declare that she will stay at my address during her the visit in USA. The invitation is valid from to , and only for the person mentioned above. My name: Address: Passport No.: Phone: Mobile Fax: E-mail: If any kind of problems please call me at the above mentioned phone-numbers, or use fax or e-mail.
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The fax number where you can send your invite: +380 56 778-03-58. The fax is at the post-office, I used it because I don't have my own one. Everyone can send messages to this fax and I can get messages which are addressed to me on producing a passport.

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