Maragana Girl
Copyright 2004 by EC
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(warnings: judicial corporal punishment, forced public nudity, sex between adults, 
references to drug use, references to violence)

Chapter 27 – Vladik Dukov's "Proper Partner"

Kim spent the afternoon making arrangements for Tiffany's future. There really 
were only two issues that needed to be addressed; where Tiffany was going to live 
and where she was going to work. Kim already had both details partly settled, so 
her calls that afternoon simply were to confirm her previous arrangements. 
Tiffany would start at the music store the next day. As for living arrangements, 
Victor Dukov reluctantly agreed to rent her a room, with the understanding she 
would move to Vladim's house following Kim's marriage.

Tiffany was up within just a couple of hours. She struggled off the table, wincing 
at the pain from her badly marked up backside. Tears rolled down her cheeks, as 
she again thought about the grim chain of events that brought her to her current 
state in this office. For a few minutes she stood with her hands on the recovery 
table, trying to steady herself.

Kim ordered Tiffany to go into the back office and quickly explained her job and 
living arrangements. Tiffany dried her eyes and partially recovered after drinking 
some tea. Her next statement hugely surprised Kim.

"I was curious…could you take me to the store, you know, so I would see 
it…maybe meet some people there?"

"Well…uh…sure…except you don't have to report in until tomorrow."

"No. I want to do it today. I want to get started, or at least know what it's gonna be 
like."

"Alright, I'll take you over. You really think you can make it over there with your 
butt like it is?"

"It's not that bad, at least if I don't sit down."

The two women left the Central Police station. In spite of Tiffany's assurance she 
was fine, she did have some trouble getting down the stairs. Once they were out 
on the street Tiffany was able to walk fairly normally, although she had to walk 
more slowly than usual. 

At first Kim was surprised that Tiffany didn't seem to be bothered by being out on 
the street wearing nothing but her collar. At this stage in her sentence Kim had 
been mortified at the thought of being so completely exposed to the world, and 
thus was surprised by Tiffany's acceptance of her situation. However, during their 
walk Kim remembered that Tiffany already had spent nearly six weeks in the 
nude in the National Hospital rehab program, and before that she had worked as a 
stripper. Any modesty about her body had long since been purged from Tiffany's 
mind.

Tiffany, in fact, wanted to be exposed, and have her punished backside exposed, 
to the view of the population of Danube City. The punishment and her collaring 
marked the final break from her past. She no longer was a stripper, no longer a 
prostitute, no longer Raymond Stark's girlfriend, no longer an active meth and 
heroin user. She now was a Danubian criminal and eager to move ahead with her 
life as quickly as possible. Subconsciously Tiffany actually was proud of her 
collar and welts because of what they symbolized, a new beginning for her.

Once they arrived, Kim, following store protocol for employees, stripped off her 
dress and hung it up in the employees' break room. She then led Tiffany around 
the store and introduced her to the owner and everyone working the afternoon 
shift. Kim then explained how Tiffany would start out. She would begin by doing 
manual chores such as window washing and cleaning up until her Danubian was 
good enough for her to train as a cashier. Over time she would start at the 
information counter, to provide an English-speaking presence when Kim was not 
working. It was possible that later on Tiffany might be promoted to a job at the 
studio and recording complex, perhaps as a guide or information assistant.

Kim was amazed at how happy Tiffany was upon hearing the explanation about 
the routine she needed to follow and the steps she would go through to get 
promoted. Tiffany now knew she had escaped, really, truly escaped. Her life in 
Danube City hardly would be exciting, but after two years of squalid drug-addled 
adventures, she felt she needed a routine life and a break from "excitement". 

There was another surprise for Kim coming from Tiffany that afternoon. Before 
they left the store Kim's client noticed disposable cameras for sale and asked Kim 
to buy her one. Kim then shot the entire roll on Tiffany posing in front of the 
store, in the store, and later in the Central Plaza. Once they got back to Dukov's 
office Tiffany did something that struck Kim as extremely odd; she placed her 
hands on the recovery table and looked back at Kim over her shoulder. The pose 
emphasized her welt-covered bottom. Kim took two pictures of Tiffany in that 
position and finished out the roll of film. Once the film was used up Kim handed 
the camera back to Tiffany. The criminal then got on her knees and thanked the 
Apprentice for doing her the favor.

Shortly afterwards Kim took her client by trolley to Victor Dukov's house. She 
met his family and partially ingratiated herself by kneeling when she greeted him. 
With that Kim got ready to leave, with the weird sensation of seeing her former 
boss and her former best friend standing next to each other. Tiffany knelt and in 
heavily accented Danubian said "Goodbye, Apprentice Lee, until we meet again."

"Goodnight Tiffany. I'll be here at 7:00 tomorrow to take you to work. I'm 
scheduled to be there all day, so I'll be helping you train."

With that, Kim departed to return to the other part of her life, rehearsal with 
Eloisa and the other singers of "Socrates' Mistresses" for the upcoming Day of the 
Dead Equinox ceremony. 

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Kim and Sergekt returned to their classes at the National University two days 
after Tiffany's sentencing. For the first time they entered classes as free citizens, 
but the euphoria of entering the university in their new status quickly wore off. 
Kim and Sergekt realized their second year of classes would be extremely 
demanding for both of them. Sergekt, in particular, faced a rough year, studying 
chemistry, engineering, and geology, with the promise of a third year that would 
be just as difficult. 

Kim did have one pleasant surprise on campus when she ran into Anyia's friend 
Jennifer. It turned out Jennifer had decided to stay in Upper Danubia to go to 
college for at least a year. Upper Danubia had grown on Jennifer during her year 
in high school as an exchange student. She now felt comfortable in the country 
and was not ready to give up her friendships with Anyia and some of her other 
classmates. More importantly, she was not ready to give up her relationship with 
her naked boyfriend. At the university café he was by her side, in his usual 
subdued manner, with his bottom pink from constantly being slapped. While they 
were talking Jennifer ordered her boyfriend to get her and Kim some fruit punch. 
The order, as every other command she gave him, was accompanied with two 
sharp slaps on the bottom as he left, and two more when he came back with the 
drinks.

Kim was surprised to find out where Jennifer was living. She was staying with her 
exchange-program counselor, the same woman who had punished her in high 
school. It turned out that her counselor had helped her enroll at the university and 
complete the paperwork needed to extend her student visa. Obviously Jennifer 
needed to behave with proper protocol at all times in the woman's house, but in 
public she rebelled by wearing jeans and keeping her non-Danubian hairstyle.

The grim and politically charged atmosphere on campus worried Kim and her 
fiancée. The campus was bitterly divided between students coming in from the 
eastern provinces who supported the Greater Danubian Progressive Party, and the 
ones from the capitol and the surrounding Central Valley, who mostly supported 
the Party of the Duchy. That afternoon Kim, Sergekt, Eloisa, Dima, and Valia sat 
down to afternoon tea at a university café to discuss the country's future. Sergekt, 
the most politically aware of the group, explained the Duchy's political situation 
to his increasingly dismayed friends. He concluded:

"This country is going to be in a lot of trouble, no matter who wins the next 
election. Our choices are just terrible. The "Nobility" doesn't have a viable 
candidate and they think it's still 1945. The "Progressives" have been bought out 
and want to hand us over to foreign companies. The "Dissidents" couldn't 
organize making a pot of tea. Who will we vote for? Or maybe we'll just have 
election after election…"

Sergekt looked at Dima, who sighed and buried his hands in his hair. The three 
women had no clue what to say.

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Officer Vladik Dukov invited his partner to his father's house a couple of weeks 
after Kim and her friends started classes at the university. Vladik thought it would 
be a perfect afternoon for a quiet tryst with his lover, with Anyia in school, his 
fiancée and Kimberly Lee at the university, and his parents at work. 

The couple turned off their police radios and parked their bicycles near the front 
door of the Dukov residence. There would be a nice three hours to have some 
wine, a small meal, and a pleasant session of lovemaking under the sun in the 
back yard. The two cops had done this plenty of times before. There was no 
reason to suspect today's adventure would end any differently. 

The two officers finished their meal and went into the back yard. Their uniforms 
came off and Vladik caressed his partner's lean, muscular figure, enjoying the feel 
of the hot sun on his backside and his lover's hardened sweaty body underneath. 
Maybe he was engaged, and maybe she was married, but it seemed…

The kitchen door swung open and banged loudly against the back wall. The two 
naked cops looked up to see Vladik's fiancée, holding a camera. The camera 
clicked twice before the young interloper dropped it down her blouse. The 
photographer addressed the policewoman with a tone of quiet rage in her voice 
that frightened both cops.

"I expect you to put on your uniform and be off this property within a minute. If 
you take any longer than 60 seconds your section chief sees these pictures 
tomorrow morning, and your husband will see them tomorrow afternoon."

The policewoman jumped up to grab her uniform and quickly got dressed in the 
living room. As soon as she had her tunic and boots on she scrambled out the door 
and sped off on her bicycle. Vladik reached for his uniform as well. His fiancée 
snatched away the clothes before he could reach them.

"You will not put this on. You have proven yourself unworthy to be a police 
officer, just like you have proven yourself unworthy to be my husband."

She reached back and pulled her silver hairpiece out of her hair, and then quickly 
tore off her necklace and her ring. She threw the items at Vladik's feet.

"Your father had no right to call you Vladik. You are a disgrace to our King's 
name, and you're a disgrace to your family's name."

Vladik had nothing to say. There was nothing for him to deny, she had seen 
everything with her own eyes and it was on film. There was no point in trying to 
persuade her to give him a second chance, in Upper Danubia a dishonored 
engagement never got a second chance. Finally he choked out a question:

"How did you know?"

"I could see it in your eyes, Vladik. I could see it in your eyes for more than a 
year, but I kept deluding myself it was my imagination. Anyhow, I have a 
classmate whose younger sister is a friend of Anyia. Last week she mentioned 
your partner's little visits to this house, and I became more suspicious. But, what I 
want you to know is that it was not your sister who gave you away. You gave 
yourself away."

"I suppose I did…"

"You made a final mistake today. I saw the bicycles and let myself in. You were 
very foolish to have left those bicycles there and not to have locked your front 
door."

"I…I don't know what to say."

"Well, I do know what to say, you dishonored liar. Your life is ruined. I will see 
to that. It's up to you to decide whether you want me to ruin your partner's life."

"No…you can ruin my life, but not hers."

"That's up to you. If you wish to spare your partner you will resign from the 
National Police, effective immediately. If you wish to spare your family and those 
two Americans, you will resign. That will be my revenge, destroying your career. 
Next Monday I will check the National Police roster. If your badge number is still 
active, your section chief, your partner's section chief, your partner's husband, and 
your father will get copies of the pictures. If your badge number is removed, then 
I will send the pictures and the negatives to you, after I'm absolutely sure your 
resignation is finalized."

With that she threw Vladik's uniform on the ground and walked out. As she went 
through the front door, the woman's controlled rage became a bit less controlled. 
She picked up Vladik's police bicycle and with all her strength flung it at Dukov's 
front window. It shattered several panes and broke part of the window frame. It 
was a very un-Danubian display of temper, but one Vladik realized he deserved.

Vladik lost no time putting on civilian clothes and folding up his uniform. He got 
on his bicycle and rode back to the Central Police Station. He knew his ex-fiancée 
would be true to her word, whether he chose to resign or attempt to keep his job. 
She wanted revenge against him, not anyone else, not even his partner. However, 
she was perfectly willing to destroy the other people in Vladik's life if he did not 
accept the punishment she had laid out for him. Vladik's concern was to protect 
his father and his lover from his mistakes, not himself, so there was no question 
his police career had ended.

Vladik went up to his father's office and typed out a letter of resignation on one of 
the secretary's computers. He printed several copies and then went downstairs to 
present them to his stunned section chief. He handed his folded uniform to his 
chief along with the letters.

"I dishonored myself, my uniform, and my father's house. I am unfit to wear this 
uniform and am returning it to you."

"Have you lost your mind?! You're one of our best officers! You're up for 
promotion! You could be a section chief within two years!"

"No, that would never happen. I…did something that if you knew, you'd 
understand. It's not just my life that's involved, but also several others. It is 
best…for everyone…that I resign. That'll spare the honor of several innocent 
people, including you."

Vladik's dumbfounded boss reluctantly signed his resignation letters, realizing his 
star employee apparently was resigning to prevent a scandal. The section chief 
was torn between wondering what on earth Officer Dukov had done that was so 
terrible and hoping not to find out.

With that Vladik went back upstairs to his father's office. Kim was at her desk, 
researching some of Dukov's old cases for an upcoming class project. Kim, upon 
seeing Vladik in civilian clothes and with a stricken look on his face, realized 
something was very wrong. He sat down and buried his forehead in his hands.

"You will need to find someone else to punish your client Tiffany next year. I'm 
not…I'm not an officer with the National Police anymore. I'm dishonored, and I 
have only myself to blame."

For a moment Kim stared in silence at Vladik, who didn't even look like the same 
person with his broken expression. She decided it would be a good idea to get him 
out of the police station and then get him to talk about what happened. She told 
him to accompany her to the nearby river park. He listlessly complied and walked 
with her down several city blocks to the spot where Danube City gave way to the 
strip of parkland that lined the Danube River.

Kim knew, because she was not Danubian, Vladik would be able to speak to her 
and not have to be afraid of being judged according to the harsh standards of the 
Duchy's morality. Vladik did what he most needed to do, talk. In a single 
afternoon he had lost his fiancée, his mistress, his job, and his self-esteem. The 
fallout from his mistakes would continue that evening when he would have to 
face his irate parents and uncle.

"I don't know myself what was wrong with me. She was perfect: smart, 
determined, educated, pretty, from a good family. Her parents liked me and 
Mother certainly liked her. She got along with Anyia…she's a woman with honor. 
And what did I give her up for? I gave her up for sex with a woman I preferred, 
but one who I knew could never be mine."

"Vladik, did you love your fiancée at all?"

"No. The woman I love is my partner. I respect my fiancée, but I don't love her. I 
don't know why. She's everything a man could possibly want, but in my heart I 
never appreciated her. That is why I'm so dishonored."

"Well, I'm going to be honest and tell you that, from my point of view, I think you 
got what you deserved. I never said anything, but I knew what was going on 
because it was a bit obvious. I think what you did to both those women, especially 
your fiancée, was totally wrong. The only thing I can say is I do admire you for 
taking the blame yourself and trying to protect everyone else."

Vladik said nothing. Kim thought for a moment and then continued with a 
statement that over time would change how he saw himself and what he wanted 
from life.

"I was wondering…you know, about how you Danubians see love. Maybe you're 
all a bit too logical about it. It's always 'good family' and 'honor' and 'logical 
partner', and never 'how do you actually feel about this person'. Maybe she was 
too perfect for you. Maybe what you need is a woman with flaws and problems, 
someone you can love for who she is and how she feels about you, not for what 
she is. If your parents approve, that's great. If they don't…" Kim shrugged her 
shoulders, "that's their problem, not yours."

"That's not how we think, Kimberly. A proper partner is necessary to have 
tranquility in life."

"Really? You had a 'proper partner', and how tranquil was your life? You 
deceived and lied to everyone you knew, and you wasted four years of her life 
because you didn't love her. To me that's not how you should live. It's definitely 
not living with honor." 

"Very well, Kimberly, since you seem to have the answers, let me ask you this. 
What do you think I should do next? What advice can you give me?"

"Really there's only two things. First, start over. Get another job, or maybe go to 
college. Maybe with the end of your career with the National Police Force you've 
been blessed instead of cursed. Think about it. Maybe now you can just enjoy 
yourself instead of worrying all the time about your responsibilities and what 
other people think about you. Then, you'll be free to find a woman who you 
actually like being with, instead of a 'proper partner'."

"You make it sound so easy."

"Well it's not. It's easier to do things the way you've been doing them, because 
everything was laid out for you. But it's obvious to me that you can't live an easy 
life. You need a life where you have to make your own choices and suffer the 
consequences. If you can accept that about yourself, then you have the chance to 
be happy."

Kim and Vladik came up to the grounds behind the Temple of the Ancients. 
Suddenly Vladik decided to go in and talk to a priest. He knelt and confessed 
what had happened while Kim stood nervously watching. The priest repeated 
much of what Kim had told Vladik, that he needed to start his life over with a 
better understanding of what he really wanted. The priest then suggested Vladik 
undergo a purification ritual and perform public penance during the week leading 
up to the Day of the Dead Ceremony. Public penance would allow Vladik time to 
divide his life between who he had been up until that day and who he would 
become after the Day of the Dead. Vladik agreed, nodded, and stood up.

Two female attendants dressed in black robes took Vladik by the hands to a stone 
platform behind the main Temple building. There was a fire-pit with an active fire 
at one end, and a small prayer stand at the other end.

Vladik stood at attention in front of the prayer stand. The two attendants quickly 
undressed him. One of the women handed Kim his wallet, watch, keys, and a 
religious medallion. The rest of Vladik's belongings went into the fire.

Vladik then knelt at the prayer stand, as the priest stood in front of him and an 
attendant stood to either side. There was a lengthy set of ancient prayers that Kim 
could not understand, some burning of incense, then more prayers. Vladik then 
began a series of confessions. The priest was much more interested in Vladik's 
habit of lying than in his physical acts of adultery. Merely confessing to a lie was 
not enough for the priest. As he confessed to each incident in his life, Vladik had 
to go into detail concerning what he actually said, why he told the lie, and its 
result. Kim could tell that Vladik was becoming increasingly scared, because his 
confessions were far more numerous and detailed than he had anticipated. It was 
obvious the priest was determined to dig deep into Vladik's soul, to find out what 
made his mind work and what motivated him. In the end, Kim found out much 
more about his secret thoughts than she cared to know.

The priest asked Vladik what he wanted for his future, but he only could answer 
by referring to his past. He wanted to live differently, but wasn't sure how. To 
Kim's surprise the priest did not have much advice, apart from telling him the 
obvious, that he needed to be more truthful. However, Dukov's disgraced son now 
faced a radical change in his daily life, which would last at least through the 
upcoming Day of the Dead ceremony. 

The priest began Vladik's public penance by collaring him. The collar was a 
special Temple issue instead of a standard Ministry of Justice issue. It was smooth 
instead of grooved, lacked the metal loop, and had no transmitter. It could be 
unlocked by a priest, taken off, and reused. Its purpose was not to control Vladik's 
movements, but rather mark him as serving public penance. The rules Vladik 
would have to live under were very similar to the rules of a "willingly repentant" 
criminal such as Malka Chorno. Like a convicted criminal, he was prohibited 
from wearing any clothing at any time, the standards of criminal protocol applied, 
and he could not take a seat on public transportation. The only difference was the 
option of ending his penance whenever he chose. In Vladik's case, the priest 
assumed he would serve his penance up through the Day of the Dead ceremony 
and participate in the march, but then turn in his collar and start the second phase 
of his life once the march was completed.

It was getting dark by the time Vladik and Kim left the Temple. It felt extremely 
odd for Kim to be out on the street with Vladik, their roles reversed with her 
wearing normal clothes while he walked alongside collared and naked. Finally 
they boarded a trolley and headed back to Spokesman Dukov's house.

Dukov and Maritza both were waiting in the living room with plenty of questions. 
Upon seeing their son nude and wearing a penance collar, their questions about 
what happened multiplied. Vladik, now in his new role of performing public 
penance, had to kneel upon greeting his father, who still was a public official. 
Dukov did not give Vladik permission to stand up.

The news that day for Vladik’s parents had gone from bad to worse. First came 
word of Vladik's resignation through his boss. The section chief called Dukov, 
wondering if the Spokesman had any clue that would explain his son's sudden 
resignation. Dukov was infuriated upon hearing the news, not so much over the 
resignation itself, but because Vladik had not talked to him about it. Then came a 
call from Maritza with information about their smashed front window and the 
engagement jewelry thrown in the back yard. Maritza had thought something 
must have gone wrong between Kim and Sergekt, but when her husband relayed 
the information about Vladik's resignation it became logical to assume the 
engagement jewelry must have been from Vladik's fiancée, not Kim. Dukov, 
extremely worried, made a series of phone calls but was unable to find out 
anything more.

Vladik, his head still pressed to the ground, filled in the missing information. He 
admitted to having an affair with his police partner and that afternoon his fiancée 
had walked in on them. That prompted a round of angry questions from Maritza, 
which brought out the detail that Vladik's fiancée had suspected the affair for 
more than a year and finally captured proof of it on film. The threat of exposure 
explained his sudden resignation from the National Police, because he and his 
partner had been conducting their affair during hours they were supposed to be 
working.

Maritza was livid. Her intense anger frightened Kim, given that she never had 
seen the woman lose her temper any time before. She tore into her son about 
disgracing the Dukov name and ruining his chances to marry into one of Upper 
Danubia's "best" families. And for what? Sex with a vulgar, skinny, ugly, 
uneducated peasant, and one who already was married on top of everything else. 
You gave up your future for that?

As Maritza continued to berate and insult her kneeling son, Kim realized 
something about the elder Dukovs. It turned out they never had fully recovered 
psychologically from their sentences and were determined to move the family as 
high as possible through "proper" marriages for their children. Kim realized 
Maritza had gone to great lengths to set up meetings between Vladik and several 
young women from the country's "old blood" and was enormously pleased to see 
him engaged to a fine young woman. Kim also realized Vladik had become 
engaged to placate his parents. Try as he might, he never actually loved the 
"proper" young woman to whom he was engaged. Now he was paying a terrible 
price for his misdirected efforts.

Maritza landed several vicious kicks at her son's upturned bottom and then 
stormed out of the room. For several minutes the room was full of tense silence, 
with Vladim Dukov wondering if he should ask Kim to leave and Kim wanting to 
tell him to let his son get off his knees.

In spite of the immediate crisis, Vladim's mind already was moving ahead. He 
broke the silence by asking Vladik how long he planned to perform public 
penance, and then what he wanted to do afterwards. Vladik, still kneeling, 
responded that he figured going to the country's military academy would be a 
good option. He didn't see why he couldn't be a good military officer and two 
years of academy training would be waved because of his police experience. As 
for the penance, he wasn't sure how long that would last.

"Very well, Vladik. I'll make some calls to assure you receive a slot in the January 
class. In the meantime you'd better get a job that keeps you busy in the evenings. I 
can tell you your mother isn't going to want to see you for a while."

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Kim took Vladik to the music store the following day to see what work might be 
available for him. The other employees gathered around, shocked at seeing 
Officer Vladik Dukov out of his uniform and performing public penance. The 
store's owner did have an appropriate job for Vladik, as a temporary contractor to 
recommend upgrades for the store's security system and run checks on the wiring 
and fire safety equipment. Another tasking would be to create an emergency 
evacuation plan for both the store and nearby studio complex. The work easily 
would last until Vladik's Academy date in January, but with the condition he had 
to remain naked during working hours, no matter what. Vladik agreed, and simply 
decided to extend his public penance until the end of the year.

As Vladik started walking around the store with a blueprint of the building's 
wiring in his hands, he noticed Tiffany Walker cleaning windows and dusting the 
windowsills. Of all the people in the store astounded to see the disgraced cop out 
of his uniform, she was by far the most surprised, given that he so recently had 
been her arresting officer and had switched her just three weeks before. Vladik 
realized he owed her an explanation.

Because he was a contractor being paid by the task instead of a regular employee, 
Vladik was free to take breaks when he wanted. When Tiffany had her lunch 
hour, he decided to try to talk to her, in spite of a language barrier that still was 
quite formidable. He spoke a small amount of English and she spoke a small 
amount of Danubian. Between them they had a dictionary, so with a lot of effort 
they were able to communicate. Tiffany accepted Vladik's invitation for lunch at a 
nearby café, partially flattered that he was paying attention to her, and partially 
curious to find out what had happened to him.

As they began trying to talk to each other, they stopped referring to each other as 
Criminal # 98946 and Officer Dukov. From now on it would be Tiffany, (or 
"Deevonay", as he pronounced it) and Vladik. They were equals and, at least for 
the time-being, co-workers. The relationship they had as police officer and 
criminal no longer had any relevance in their lives, because Vladik himself now 
was much closer to being a criminal than to being a police officer.

Tiffany listened to Vladik's story about his fiancée, his partner, and his forfeited 
police career. As first she couldn't understand why Vladik had to resign, but 
finally understood when he told her that he and his partner had been conducting 
their affair during working hours. She realized there was much more than just the 
detail about the misuse of work hours, some cultural stuff she couldn't yet 
understand. Tiffany's judgment was much less harsh than even Kim's had been. 
She mostly felt sorry for Vladik, because he seemed like a decent person, even if 
he was somewhat flawed. 

Tiffany went home that night to Victor Dukov's house. She knelt and greeted him, 
then got up to join him and his family for dinner. As Victor conversed with his 
wife in Danubian, Tiffany heard Vladik's name mentioned. In spite of her very 
limited Danubian vocabulary, Tiffany could tell from Victor's expressions and 
gestures that he saw his nephew as a dishonored fool.

After dinner Criminal # 98946 thought about her own situation, her mind 
functioning more clearly now that she was clean. Tiffany marveled at her own 
recovery. She had not taken any mind-altering substance for more than eight 
weeks. She also had been celibate the entire time, but did not miss sex in the least. 
Her sexual desires had burned out, at least for the time being. Whether or not her 
sexual drive ever would come back was a question that still had to be answered. 
She presumed, over time, she might be able to enjoy sex again, assuming it was 
with the right guy. The right guy…

Tiffany's thoughts shifted to the disgraced young cop. She cringed at 
remembering the switching he had given her, but she did not hold that against 
Vladik. He simply had been doing his job, and she had returned to Upper Danubia 
knowing she faced physical punishment. The experience had been horrible, but 
Tiffany was quite glad to have endured it because it removed some of the self-
hatred and guilt from her past. She then thought about the comment he made 
immediately before he began punishing her, that he wanted her to show him 
courage and honor. The comment made her aware of an important detail about 
Vladik; even though he had to punish her, he cared about her. 

As Tiffany thought about Vladik, she pondered what the possibilities might be for 
a relationship with him, whether it be friendship or perhaps something more. She 
knew his life was in crisis and he could use a friend, someone not connected with 
his past and who would not judge him. She went to sleep promising herself she 
would try to get to know him better, and see what might come out of it. 

The following morning, when he saw her at work, Vladik asked Tiffany to 
accompany him on the upcoming Day of the Dead march. Tiffany happily agreed, 
relieved not to have to endure that strange experience alone. Vladik’s simple 
gesture of friendship signaled the end of Tiffany’s isolation and the real beginning 
of her redemption. 

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The night of the Equinox, the members of Socrates' Mistresses led hymns in the 
Plaza of the Ancients. This was the first year the band would sing instead of 
march, its 15 members performing dressed in black robes. Several cameramen 
were filming the concert for footage to later include in music videos. Eloisa and 
her singers outdid themselves presenting the most mournful music Upper Danubia 
had ever created as the marchers moved out and the religious ceremonies began. 
The music moved many members of the public to tears, but there was no 
applause. The morose atmosphere of the Day of the Dead demanded somber 
behavior from the audience. They were to listen respectfully, but not make any 
noise themselves.

Vladik and Tiffany marched out together, with torches in their hands and their 
bodies covered in white body paint with black highlights. They marched in a 
single-file column with 1,300 other criminals and Temple penitents. A second 
column of the same size headed off in the opposite direction with the plan to 
reunite the following morning at the rest camp at the other end of Danube City. 
Tiffany was quite happy to have Vladik marching in front of her during this 
bizarre and rather frightening experience. 

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The Equinox prayers were very painful for Vladim and Maritza Dukov. In 
contrast with the previous year, the only member of the family present with them 
was Anyia. As she knelt praying, Maritza increasingly became burdened with 
guilt over her treatment of Vladik, and saw very clearly she had to apologize to 
him. 

Spokesman Vladim Dukov's visions terrified him. He saw Upper Danubia as an 
impoverished, polluted, deforested wasteland, the historical buildings of Danube 
City torn down and the city's smoky streets jammed with cars. Gangs roamed 
freely, attacking at random, while desperate pensioners stood outside the 
dilapidated Parliament Building clamoring for what little the government could 
provide them in food relief. The plazas and parks were full of drug addicts and the 
hospitals full of AIDS patients. Billboards and advertising for foreign products 
cluttered the landscape, but from all the closed stores and factories it was obvious 
Upper Danubia no longer was producing anything, not even food. As Dukov's 
mind traveled through his nightmarish vision of his country, it seemed the only 
industries doing well were casinos and sex tourism. 

An even more frightening scene filled the Spokesman's mind, as his imagination 
carried him east to the recently deforested mountains. Dukov watched as heavy 
rains washed vast amounts of mud from nearby hills into the Rika Chorna 
Reservoir. Suddenly several huge landslides plunged into the lake, breaking the 
dam and sending floodwaters downstream. The wall of water annihilated two 
provincial capitols and many villages before completely leveling Danube City. 
Dukov's last vision was of a Danubian flag floating in muddy water. He caught a 
very quick glimpse of King Vladik's empty throne, and then came back to the real 
world.

Maritza looked over at her husband's terrified, gasping face.

"Vladim! Vladim! What happened? What did you see!?" 

"I…I watched our country die, Maritza, the entire country. I actually witnessed 
the last day of the Duchy."

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The following day Vladik stayed with Tiffany while she picked up her winter 
cape and boots. Like Kim two years before her, Tiffany was dismayed when she 
pulled it out and saw what a ghastly piece of clothing it was. 

"This is shit! I can't wear this!"

"No Deevonay, what you say, true. Criminals no wear cape. Boot yes, cape no."

"Fuck!"

Tiffany went upstairs to get her criminal number from Kim. After kneeling and 
doing the protocol greeting, Tiffany jumped on the issue of the cape. Kim 
responded.

"Well, I got through two winters with wearing that thing maybe ten times 
altogether. The truth is they don't want you to use it, it's just for cold snaps and if 
you have to be outdoors for more than a few minutes." Kim then explained the 
survival strategy for wearing nothing but boots during the winter, ducking into 
buildings whenever possible and jogging if it was necessary to go more than a 
couple of blocks without having a building to warm up in. 

Tiffany then went with Vladik to the Temple of the Ancients and watched as he 
knelt to address the priest. Vladik told the priest he wanted to continue his 
penance until the end of the year and asked for a pair of Temple shoes to protect 
his feet from the increasingly cold pavement of Danube City's streets. The priest 
gave him a pair of black boots with the Temple emblem. For Vladik there would 
be no cape. Persons performing penance stayed nude, no matter how cold it was 
outside.

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September became October as Danube City enjoyed the final sunny days leading 
up to the fall rains. During the weeks following the Day of the Dead ceremony 
Vladik never missed an opportunity to invite Tiffany out for lunch. He found her 
fascinating, with her tall thin body and strange hair that contrasted with anything a 
Danubian woman would wear. Her personality fascinated him as well, because 
she was so completely different from either his ex-fiancée or his ex-partner. Even 
Tiffany's past, which would have disqualified her as a partner for most Danubian 
men, fascinated Vladik. Tiffany was as "un-proper" as a woman could possibly 
be, but Vladik found himself wanting to spend more and more time with her.

During October Tiffany became increasingly acclimated to her life in Danube 
City, but not because of Kim. At the beginning Kim had expected to take time 
away from her studies and rehearsals to spend with her client, showing her around 
and teaching her what she needed to know to function as a criminal in Danube 
City. However, while Kim had lunch in the employee break-room with Eloisa and 
the other female vocalists, Tiffany was nowhere in sight, and neither was Vladik. 
When her shift ended, it always was Vladik, not Kim, who accompanied Tiffany 
back to Victor Dukov's house. Several times Kim and Eloisa watched 
dumbfounded as Vladik and Tiffany walked towards the river during their breaks, 
smiling and bantering with each other. Eloisa commented:

"If those two start going out, they are going to be the weirdest couple in Danube 
City."

Kim thought about Eloisa's comment, but did not agree. There was nothing odd 
about the coincidence that Vladik and Tiffany were rebuilding their lives at the 
same time and thus would be attracted to each other. They both were in disgrace, 
they both were burdened with guilt from their pasts, and they both were starting 
from nothing.

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The first Saturday in October Tiffany and Vladik went to the Socrates Club for 
the first time. Tiffany actually liked the club, but her companion was a bit nervous 
upon seeing several criminals he had punished while still a police officer. Finally 
he calmed down and focused on his own situation instead of worrying about what 
the others thought about him.

As he sat with Tiffany, the emotion of the past three weeks built up in Vladik 
Dukov's heart. A month before he never could have imagined he would be sitting 
at a table at the famous criminal's club, as naked as any criminal and struggling 
with his growing feelings towards a dishonored woman who was a recovering 
drug addict and former prostitute. Then the words of Kimberly Lee came back to 
him… "Maybe what you need is a woman with flaws and problems, someone you 
can love for who she is and how she feels about you, not for what she is."

With that thought on his mind, Vladik invited Tiffany to dance. Vladik had no 
real plans, other than to enjoy Tiffany's company. For the first time in his life he 
did not have to worry about protocol, furthering his career, acting "properly", or 
trying to impress anyone. He simply could enjoy Tiffany for what she was to him, 
a friend and a companion.

Tiffany was both very excited and very nervous as she felt Vladik's body brushing 
against hers. She had such a degraded view of herself that she found it hard to 
believe that she had anything to offer someone like Vladik. However, like her 
partner, he could give her something that she desperately needed from him, 
companionship and a friend who seemed not eager to judge her. At the same time 
she felt flattered that a man who just a month ago was so much above her socially 
now was accessible and treating her like he would treat any other woman. For the 
first time in several years Tiffany faced the hope of having a "normal" 
relationship. It was for sure that Vladik was nothing like Ray, nor was he like any 
of her former customers.

The ex-cop and the ex-stripper left the club after dancing, since there was no point 
in staying once the music stopped. Tiffany's understanding of Danubian was not 
nearly at the proficiency necessary to follow the speeches from her fellow-
criminals. The issue of going to an "intimacy room" never came up that night, 
because neither was quite ready to make that emotional leap in their relationship. 
However, by the time they finished their last dance it was obvious both of them 
were moving in that direction. They went home by trolley, standing up according 
to the rule regarding the use of public transportation by criminals. Vladik kissed 
Tiffany goodnight, each of them enjoying the feel of the other's bare body as they 
hugged on Victor Dukov's front porch.

When she went upstairs into her room, Tiffany studied her bare figure in the 
mirror. She was surprised by how good she looked, her body fully recovered from 
the past two years of abuse. The only signs remaining from her drug habit were 
the faint remains of needle-track scars in her arms and a cut on her forehead she 
received from a drug dealer who had double-crossed her and knocked her 
unconscious. She struck several poses, and then turned her back to the mirror to 
study her bottom. Tiffany always had been proud of her backside, which now 
looked pretty good now that it had filled out a bit and the welts from her 
punishment were completely healed. Maybe she had something to offer him after 
all.

Tiffany still faced a difficult life, largely because of her ongoing cravings, which 
popped up unexpectedly. She had a bad one just the past week, to the point she 
actually looked around Danube City to see if she could find someone selling. 
However, true to Kim's word, it seemed drugs were completely unavailable within 
the Danube City collar zone. The only legal items were beer, wine, and cigarettes. 
The only alcohol sold to criminals was the weak and very filling beer served at 
the Socrates Club. The law prohibited wine and cigarettes from being sold to 
collared criminals.

Tiffany realized she now had a much more important reason to stay clean than the 
simple unavailability of drugs. She had hope of a relationship with Vladik. He 
was a very flawed person, of course. He wouldn't have lost his job as a police 
officer had his faults not caught up with him. However, he also was a courteous 
and resilient man, already thinking more about his future in the Danubian Army 
than his past in the Danubian National Police. Vladik Dukov gave Tiffany Walker 
a purpose in life, something much more than simply wanting to stay alive for the 
sake of staying alive.

