Day 28. While I had fantasized about having two hot Russian women, the truth is that I am now basically married to one and we have a 23 year old daughter.
It's the strangest thing - to realize after only 5 weeks since meeting her that this random phone number turned into both a roommate and romantic relationship, and one that is actually really working.
I've never lived with a girl before, and I realize I like living with her. We have sex pretty much every night now, and she is falling for me for sure. I knew when I got that extended look during dinner. The comfortable silence as Pulp Fiction coined.
The Russian has officially cured me of the Stripper (after 18 months of dating), though I am keeping her on the side. I've realized that by my dating a girl 21 years younger, that now dating a girl 12 years younger is no problem. It's sort of like strength resistance training.
However last night the Russian actually said "My doctor said I have Borderline Personality Disorder". I said "My friends were right! BPD! So it's only a matter of time before I trigger abandonment disorder and you paint me black and the sex stops."