Mystery Of Disappeared Coin

Hello people. If you are interested to read a novel in installments, you are on the right place. You will be shocked by subject matter. If you haven't read the begining of the story, go back for seven days and find subtitle Prologue....

Chapter 1

Count Ivan Munk was sitting in his comfortable armchair, smoking Woman who enters the room was lasting thirty years, some extra weight and average by appearance. Common woman in everyday dress. Her face was not beautiful, not even close to it, but also not ugly. If he needs to describe her face, he couldn't do it, doubtlessly. - Good morning Sir - told her audible voice. - Good morning Mrs.Maria, take a sit please. - Thank you Sir, I do respect you and your invitation to visit you. - I hope you dont work at Sundays. - No Sir, I do not. - You do not work at all? - I do work Sir, I just can't say what I do, it's against policy and proceedures. - I dont care about that, I just wanted to know do you work. - Yes Sir, I'm sorry. - So, my dear, you desperately need to join my Association? - Yes Sir. - At this moment we are so far to speak about your full membership. - How Sir? - There are many ways... - Will you tell me some of the ways Sir. - Yes I shall...but first answer me will you be willing to learn? - Yes Sir. - Did you send answers to my questions for pending members? - Yes Sir but I do not have a photo of me at this time so I did not send it back to you in the letter with my answers. - I can't believe...no any photo? - No Sir, I do not like to have my picture taken. - And how will you join if it is my request? - Sir, I am trying to obtain a photo of me from my ex husband. He has not yet responded to my request. I'll send it to you as soon as possible - O.K. Maria, I can accept it. I'll approve you as associate member. - Thank you Sir. Looking at her, Count Munk take notice of her eyes. At once she had a sour face. - Sir?...may I tell you something? - Yes - You are very handsome but look very mean, I fear you. - What?!...nobody ever told me something like that! Why fear of me? - I don't know how to explain it to you...you look so mean. - But you should like that, if want to be associated. - Yes Sir, but I have never feared anyone. - Would you like me to take off my sun glasses? - Yes Sir, if you would like. - Are you scared more now? - Yes Sir... yes and no Sir. - Yes and no? - Do you care about any women in your Association? - I appreciate them all, and both women and men. - Thank you Sir for answering my question and allowing to see you without your glasses. - If you need more answers ask for it - Yes Sir, if you say so...how severe are you, if I may ask Sir? - Very - Can you describe your severity? - You must strict done all my commands. - Yes Sir, I just don't want permanent injury. - I don't understand you, what did you mean? - Sir, I want to be honest to you and tell a trouth about me. I have been a spankee for 17 years and have been punished with such implements as the single tail whip, heavy flogger, paddle, prison strap, cane, birch, belt, switch and of course the disciplinarian's hand. Count open his eyes widely and start to think " what she is talking about?...what do you think of this person?...is she insane? " - I am very sorry Mrs. Maria, but I really dont understand what are you talking about. Be understandable, please. I need explanation for your words. - Yes... Sir, what implements do you use to teach us? Suddenly, phone in Count's room starts ringing. It came as a favorable wind in that unpleasant situation. - Wait for a minute...phone... - Yes Sir, you want me to go outside? - No, I'll take it in another room. While Count Ivan Munk was leaving room, Maria was thinking:" how he could told that nobody ever thought he was looking mean? that was lie...and his eyes, his horrible eyes, how to describe it? that eyes couldn't be [i]sorted[/i] ". - I'm back...did you mean oral or by letters? - Both - her answer was clear but sounds cold. - In my verbal lessons I'm using my hand made device, it is more efficient of those one you can buy. - Anything else? What about ones for letters? It should be something quite different. - Yes...but about that when you become associate member. - Yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir. Should I call you Sir or my Lord? - You should call me Sir Ivan. - Yes Sir Ivan. - Turn it on and let shines... - What? - ...as we are at the same place - said Count that enigmatic words along with a mysterious smile. - I'm just asking... - Forgett it Maria...do you have a book I ask you to bring? - No Sir, I have not had enough money to obtain one. - My dear Maria, it is very cheap book. - Yes Sir Ivan, I will purchase one when I get paid again. - But it is of very low price. - Sir, we don't get paid a lot of money here. - O.K. you'll get one later... - Thank you Sir Ivan. Knocking on the door break off a conversation.Maid came into room and said: - My Lord, your breakfast is served. - Thank you Sarah. - Mrs.Maria I invite you to join me. - Thank you for your invitation Sir Ivan, but may I have permission to leave.I need to discipline my oldest daughter, she was caught stealing from school. - Oooh...I see. Mothers duty.How old is she? - 11 years old Sir Ivan. - Then go now Maria, but before you leave tell me something about me. - Like what Sir Ivan? - Did you like me...respect me.. - Yes Sir Ivan, I have a lot of respect for you, and I do like you Sir. - Have a good day Mrs.Maria. - You too Sir Ivan and thank you very much.

To be continiued...Next week Chapter 2

Mrs. Maria's Letter

Mystery of Disappeared Coin, a strange novel in installments, is continuing next week.
Meet Mrs. Maria in following chapters.

Chapter 1
Chapter 2

Mystery Of Disappeared Coin

You could be afraid of this story contents, and in several volumes you'll scroll down to the outcome of events, amazing denouement....

Prologue

I shall not tell you my name. My name and identity are not important for this story. For a many years I have one manuscript, a kind of diary, written by an anonymous author, unsigned and undated. Visual contact proves that script is very old. I think that a writer was a foreigner, some immigrant. His writing is full of grammatical irregularity, a confused text. Until today I was not willing to publish that journal. The story is so unusual, inexplicable, mystical and wrapped in a cloak of mystery. And, it is so horrible that I was scarred to death while reading. Now, my decision is to reveal a secret to the reading public. A decisive event to do it is something I'll not tell you about. Before you start to read the story I have to warn you that it can makes a nervous tension. Count Ivan Munk was sitting in his comfortable armchair, smoking . Thought about life came through his head: " Nobody really wants to be able to see into his own future. Each of us has quite enough of today's joys and trouble to think about. But it would be an advantage, wouldn't it, if one could know in general what kind of life he would be leading in ten or twenty years? Most of us will be doing quite simple,useful things, the kinds of work and play that make life sturdy and satisfying and worthwhile." Watching his books in the bookcase, he became absorbed in crazy thoughts: "How many times during the last forty-eight hours have you had occasion to do some sorting? Have you sorted out the contents of your pockets, your purse, your desk, your bureau drawer, your tool chest, your sewing basket? Do you do any sorting when you finish an evening chore by putting away dishes and silverware? What is the reason back of all of this sorting that people commonly do? Why does a card player sort his cards? What is the purpose of a filing system or a card index? Whenever you sort things, putting them into groups or classifications, you are doing a very important and fundamental kind of thinking. Sometimes sorting is a very simple matter like putting handkerchiefs, socks or stockings, neckties or belts into separate compartments of a bureau drawer. It is a more complex process when you plan a well balanced meal, selecting the protein, carbohydrate, and mineral elements in proper proportions and giving judicious consideration to the vitamins contained in various kinds of foods." If he could knew that thoughts about sorting will change his life, he wouldn’t even think to have thoughts about such a crazy matter.

To be continiued...Next week Chapter 1