About the book: year / He so wanted to take her hand, pull her towards him, sit her on his knees, touch her neck with his lips, inhale her scent... Oh, what are you doing, Beloslava, are you doing it? While you were away, they seemed to have gotten used to living without women, they got used to it, but now everyone was struggling, they could barely restrain themselves. First one or the other secretly rose at night and stood at her door. He himself was sometimes ready to knock down the door to her little room with his shoulder, grab and…