School teacher - 1
Chapter 1. Dinner at someone else's table
26-year-old Alexey Morozov has been working in one of the elite schools in Moscow for three years as a teacher of Russian language and literature. He loved his work, devoting all his knowledge, energy and time to it. He also loved his students, trying to instill in them all the riches of his native language and world literature. In many of them, he saw his favorite novel characters, and therefore made a lot of effort to ensure that his students became like them. But tonight he could finally rest, because the last exams ended today, and with them the school year. This evening Alexey no longer needed to prepare for the next day - tomorrow the students would have school holidays, and he would have a vacation. And yet today he will not go anywhere, he will just watch a few episodes of his favorite TV series, for which he previously chronically did not have enough time.
And then the phone rang. The young teacher brought it to his ear and said: “I’m listening.” — Alexey Anatolyevich? - Yes it's me. — You are worried about Inna Strekalova’s father. My name is Pavel Sergeevich, and I would like to talk to you. Do you have free time? - Yes, speak up, I’m listening to you. - Unfortunately, this is not a telephone conversation. Could you come and visit us? - Fine. What’s your address?..” Alexey asked, but thought to himself: “Damn it, I won’t be able to watch the series today.” Not a moment of peace!
About half an hour later, Alexey called the apartment where his student lived with her parents. A man of about forty opened the door for him. “Come in,” he said, extending his hand to Alexei. - It was I who called you. Alexey shook hands and entered the apartment. Soon a slender woman in a dark dress, who looked ten years younger than the man, approached the men from the room. “This is my wife, Elena Nikolaevna,” Pavel introduced her. “It’s possible without a middle name, especially since we already know each other,” she answered, looking at the teacher. — Unlike my husband, I sometimes visit school and communicate with teachers. Good evening, Alexey. Come on in. We are just about to have dinner and I hope you won’t refuse. - Good evening. Of course, I won’t refuse a home-cooked dinner, especially since I don’t like to cook myself, and to admit, I’m not very good in terms of taste. Where is Inna? — She and her friends are celebrating the end of school. In some cafe...” Elena answered and immediately went to the kitchen.
- Wine, vodka, cognac? - asked the owner of the apartment, turning to the guest, when his wife put several snacks on the table and everyone sat down in armchairs. - I won’t refuse cognac. “I haven’t had to for a long time...” Alexey answered. — Russian, Armenian, Georgian? French, alas, recently ended. - Your choice, please. The man took a bottle of cognac from the bar wall and poured it into the glasses of everyone present. “I think it’s time for a toast.” Here's to a successful end to the school year! For all graduates! For all the teachers who taught our children, filling their heads with a wide variety of knowledge. And for you personally, dear Alexey Anatolyevich. You are a good teacher! My daughter has always spoken of you with great respect. - Thank you, Pavel Sergeevich. I'll add a little. We must also drink to the parents of the students, for whom the years of study have also become a difficult test. They had to not only provide their children with everything necessary for education, but also often learn with them, empathize with their successes and failures. And after everyday work, this is, of course, not easy. In general, your parents are for you! After these words, the whole company drank and ate a little.
- So what did you want to talk to me about? - Alexey asked, looking at both spouses. “We wanted to talk about this very study,” the landlady answered him, “or rather, about the last exam, about your exam in literature.” You gave our daughter a B. Do you really think that she doesn’t know the subject perfectly? “To my great regret, this is exactly so,” Alexey answered after a little reflection, addressing both parents. - You see, it’s not that she doesn’t know something, her knowledge is quite extensive. But literature... it needs to be understood... it needs to be felt. Literature is the soul not only of the authors of novels, but also the soul of society, the soul of the country in which the writers live and write, since they reflect not only events, but also the soul of their time. During the exam, I asked your daughter specifically about the feelings and thoughts of the characters in the novel, about the motives for their behavior, but she often did not understand them. She did not empathize with them; she remained completely indifferent to what was described in the great works of our civilization. Sorry, I couldn’t give your daughter the highest grade, because I try to be honest with my students, with their knowledge, with their perception of literary material.
- Alexey, listen! — the hostess continued after a short pause. - Inna is our only daughter, and we know that we will no longer have others. At least that's what the doctors say. And therefore we concentrated all our love for children in our daughter, and we love her so much that we are ready to do anything for her. We got her into an elite school, and now we are going to enter the best university in our country. — Do you know how much it costs to study there? We have already calculated - millions! I mean all expenses, not just tuition fees. - These words were already spoken by Inna’s father, after which he continued. “I have a good salary, and yet we can’t afford it.” The only option is to enroll in free education, but the competition there is simply crazy. And that means that not just the best, but the very best have a chance to get there. Usually those who graduate from school with a gold medal. Our daughter is very hardworking. She did everything in her power to graduate from school with this very medal, and she almost did it, but... Your four... the only four in her certificate buried all her efforts, and therefore sharply reduced her chances of entering the best university . However, like other decent universities. “And therefore, Alexey, we kindly ask you to reconsider your assessment of our daughter’s knowledge,” the woman took the floor again. - Do you understand how important she is to us? For this we are ready to do whatever is within our capabilities.
She got up from the table, went to the wall, took out a paper bag from there and put it on the table right in front of the teacher. - There are exactly one hundred thousand here. And we hope that they will be enough to change your decision. What about your daughter? She is still so young, and apparently not yet mature enough for the great creations of the world classics. They weren’t boys either when they created their masterpieces. I am sure that our daughter will re-read them more than once and over time, of course, will appreciate them fully. It just takes time, life experience and all that. The same cannot be said about the medal, which is needed right now, and which can greatly influence her life. After these words, a ringing silence reigned in the room, which lasted a whole minute, and maybe longer. Finally, the teacher, having carefully looked at the package, took it and moved it away from him. “I’m very sorry, but this is called a bribe, and on a national scale - corruption.” But it is precisely this phenomenon that leads to the fact that our country, to put it mildly, is not among the leading ones. Because our corruption is so strong and so destructive that it does not allow us to develop, that is, to live better. I hate her and fight her by the fact that I never take bribes, although I have already been offered them several times. So I'm sorry. And he moved the package even further and then continued. “Besides, in this case, nothing depends on me.” The fact is that all exam documents have already been signed by the school director, and therefore it is no longer possible to change the grades in them. The documents are in a safe, which means it is also impossible to steal them and falsify them. Yes, and I will never agree to this. However, there is one option, but it is also not suitable in this case. According to the rules of school education, retaking the exam is allowed in cases where something prevented the student from passing the exam. For example, illness or some kind of stress, or sufficient conditions were not provided to prepare for the exam. But, as far as I know, your daughter is quite healthy, and I don’t see any other reasons for retaking it.
“Yes, but you can talk to the director... come to an agreement with him,” said Inna’s father. “This is a woman,” his wife corrected. - Especially! It's easier to negotiate with women. Alexey, can you talk to her and give her this package if you refuse it? “I can talk, but it will be useless, because she also doesn’t take bribes and won’t violate school rules either.” I have already heard about this more than once from other teachers who also tried to bribe her. - Oh my God! I can not believe it! Okay, still a young, honest and principled teacher! But the director should not take bribes! In our country! This is impossible! This doesn't happen! Can not be! Pavel Sergeevich said this in a raised tone, after which he quickly poured cognac for everyone and drank from his glass in one gulp. His eyes immediately began to look for cigarettes, but his wife stopped him with one word - “later!”
- Well, then I’ll tell you who Lyubov Mikhailovna, the director of our school, is. She is about forty years old. He is slim, pretty, always dresses stylishly and looks very elegant. She was married, but six years ago her husband died in a car accident. Since then she has lived alone. The husband was a businessman and earned good money, in the end he left her a great house and decent money, so she doesn’t need it. They say she has an adult son, but no one knows where he lives and what he does. This is our director! “Doesn’t she have any weak points?” This doesn't happen! “Every person has his own weak points,” the owner of the house exclaimed again. - Alexey, think! Maybe she loves something? Maybe he needs something? - asked his wife. “She has one weakness,” Alexey said thoughtfully after a short pause, “but I can’t tell you about it, because I’m bound by my word of honor.” My good friend and colleague, a physical education teacher, with whom we often relax on weekends and holidays, told me about this. So, at one such drinking party, he suddenly told me that he was able to get the director to raise his salary, by 10 thousand at once. This is a salary, with all the markups it turns out to be twice as much. Of course, I was surprised, because I knew that before that, for 6 years of his work, his salary was increased annually only as planned and each time by only a thousand. And here it was unscheduled and immediately at ten. Of course, I started asking him - how did he do it? That’s when he told me, but demanded that I remain silent until the grave. I was forced to give him my word. The only thing I can tell you is that the headmistress demanded from the physical education teacher... how should I put it... a service that he provided her. By the way, she also made him promise silence, but under the influence of alcohol he usually forgets such words.
— Alexey, I have already said how important the exam grade is for us. Do you understand that the director is the only chance to change the situation? If so, then help, I ask you. Pavel fell silent and looked at Alexei carefully. - Sorry, I can't. If I give my word, I keep it. “Let’s do this,” said Elena, “we’ll try to guess, and you will say “no” if we are wrong, and just remain silent if we guess.” In this case, you will keep your word, because you will not tell us anything. Alexey was silent, apparently thinking about the admissibility of such an option, and Elena continued: “I think she invited your friend for the night.” Alexey looked at Elena carefully, but remained silent. “The situation is clear,” Pavel said after a little reflection. “It seems we have hope, and with it, a plan.” Alexey, I’ll ask you to work for us a little. And then he pushed the bag of money towards the teacher. - This is not a bribe, this is payment for your help and the work of your friend. He will have to visit the director again.
Alexey smiled slightly and answered: “Alas, he won’t go there a second time.” It definitely won't work! - Why? “Because something happened there that I hate even to remember.” In general, our headmistress is a real pervert. - So you won’t risk asking for our daughter either? She is a slim and pretty woman, as you yourself said, and the amount in the package is quite decent. Maybe you can still try? - Oh no, I'm not a pervert. But if this issue is so important to you, then I suggest you personally take part in its solution. - What? I? I am a married man, and I never cheat on my wife! - Pavel exclaimed. - So this is not treason, this is work, as you yourself correctly said. Or more accurately, torture. Are you ready for her for the sake of your daughter? Then go ahead! If not, then your daughter will have to study at another university, which, in my opinion, is not at all fatal.
- What was that about? What kind of perversions are these? - Elena exclaimed irritably. — By the way, are you aware that in modern sexology the concept of “perversion” is no longer used? Today we talk about sexual deviations, that is, deviations that are quite acceptable if they do not cause harm to health. Moreover, sexological studies show that most people are prone to deviations, which means they are not an anomaly at all, but on the contrary, a norm that should be treated with complete calm and understanding. I’ll tell you even more, my husband and I also often engage in non-traditional sex and we don’t have a complex about it at all. - Wonderful! The easier it will be for Pavel Sergeevich to pass this test. Will you let him go for the sake of your daughter? “I’ll let you go, no questions asked.” Our daughter is in the forefront! But it's up to him to decide. And she turned to her husband. - Honey, it looks like we have no choice.
Pavel did not answer her, but turned to the teacher. — Alexey, you must tell us everything you know about the inclinations of your director. In the smallest details! Don't be afraid, our ears will stand it, but our morals won't burst. And he poured everyone another glass of cognac, and his wife brought meat chops with mashed potatoes to the table and laid them out on all the plates. “Yes, Alexey, before deciding to take such a step, we must know the details,” she said. - So get started. We are listening to you. “Well, as you wish,” said the teacher when he had drained his glass and had a small snack. The spouses did the same. “My friend’s story amazed me so much that I remember it almost by heart. But first you must promise me that you will never tell anyone about this. Do you give? - We give! — the spouses answered in unison. And Alexey began to tell. He suddenly forgot about the word he had given to his friend. Alcohol has already begun its relaxing effect.
Marriage
In Japan, your family is your spouse, much like a son or daughter, someone you care for and love unconditionally . The one for whom you must have limitless patience. Someone you are involved with, for better or worse, who you should never divorce and who you are responsible for. Sex is completely separate from such love. Sexual desires are considered entirely animalistic, and desire is often separated from the concept of love and home life. As a result, sex is often more experimental in nature, and when it occurs, it is used to satisfy sexual curiosity, various kinks and fantasies.
Tamaka Ogawa. Sexual assault of schoolgirls is common on public transport in Japan
Japanese couples virtually stop having sex after having children, and 47.2% of married men and women in Japan reportedly don't have sex with each other at all. In addition, there are tens of thousands of legally registered sex shops and dens in Japan, “sugar nannies” are commonplace, and being a “hostess” is one of the most sought-after professions for young Japanese girls. The word "cheating" literally translates to "playful wind" in Japanese, and although it is unpleasant, it has none of the harmful connotations that are associated with it in Western culture. Again, this is all a side effect of the importance we place on sexual gratification outside the home. Many middle-aged Japanese men believe that “their wives are not women, they are family.” Many casually admit that they dream of a girl, despite the fact that they already have wives.
Tokyo Guide For Adult Gaijin. 18+
In Tokyo it is common to talk about threesomes, foursomes, toys and experiences with others, even strangers.
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Aiseki Izakaya (相席居酒屋)
Aiseki izakaya, which directly translates to “communal bar and restaurant,” is a bar and restaurant that some Japanese visit to meet new people.
It's like any other izakaya (bar-restaurant) in Japan, where all sorts of alcoholic drinks are available and you order small plates of food to share with the group. The difference between an aiseki izakaya is that you sit with strangers rather than friends.
The unique advantages of an aiseki izakaya are that they:
- a) either significantly cheaper or completely free for women , including food and drinks;
- b) men must pay for every half hour or hour they sit there, in addition to the cost of food and drinks.
Some aiseki izakaya have developed a system where each group is given a group ID card, and if you want to change tables and meet another group, you sneakily hand your group ID card to a staff member (when you "use the restroom" or "make a phone call"). and after a few minutes they will move you to another table with a simple explanation that it is time to change group.
