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I was busy, and it was not until the late evening of next Friday I got a chance to sit down and use the computer, but I finally got such opportunity, and everything was exactly the same way as I was a week before.

Job searching on my own was boring and overall appeared to lead me nowhere.

That’s why in order to not complicate matters I decided to consult the professionals and put myself in the hands of one of the best employment agencies in the city – a well-known American company.

So that not to be nervous I called them immediately and gave as much information about myself and my job goals, wishes and desires, as I could.

Concerning the dating site. Yes, it was deeply interesting to know what had happened there since last week. But I was neither anxious, nor I remained indifferent about this.

I clicked the button and checked my Internet page.

Eligible bachelors, as it turned out, were very active.

To my great surprise in my inbox I could see dozens of e-mails from enthusiastic foreign admirers.

Of course I was flattered at the quantity of the e-letters for me.

– That’s the start of the adult game, – came into my mind.

Almost all the e-mails were from the hot Finnish guys and expressive Spanish machos. And all of them without exception stated very strong intention to marry me at once. Hmm.

– How does it work in reality? – I reflected on. – Is anyone of the men serious in his intention?

– Why do they look for women so far away from their place of residence? – Such questions came to my mind.

Some of my co-workers, good acquaintances and even my sister succeeded in finding soul mates online and then, pretty soon after, they all were married.

Are they happy?

It’s difficult to say. But as I know, all of them were possessed by and at the same time entertained with an idea of entering into a marriage with a foreigner.

– Do I want to be married? Would I like to marry a foreigner? Do I have a strong wish to find my man in the web? Will it work if I use the internet for this purpose?

I had no answers to all these questions and I couldn’t hear my answers from my heart.

I was absolutely indefinite about that at the very moment and just joyfully proceeded with reading.

Some e-mails were obviously written according to a conventional, stereotyped pattern and looked like a mass e-mailing for the hundreds of sweet Russian brides.

– The player should be, at least, zestful but not just faceless e-mail posting, —was my humble opinion.

I read one e-mail after another, and none of those letters with the attached pictures of the extravagant men; with long detailed description of possible mutual future; with endless marked individual characteristics of the bachelors gave comfort— none of them.

But to tell the truth, it was amusing to read well-edited and thought – through “compositions” by experienced internet love (or lover?) hunters.

To evoke my response especially at that time was unbearably difficult. My heart was broken into pieces by a Russian guy, and I didn’t want to break the silence of it again. Nevertheless, the glimmer of hope was still sparkling inside me, and I hoped to attempt the impossible – to fall in love again.

I also truly believed that if so happens, I would like to be with my man till the end of times and, moreover, probably, I would love to marry him, to follow him and share my life with him, with my new beloved one.

– That’s incredible! – I interrupted my dreams and reading for a second. – I am а person, who lived on dreams, aren’t I?

I managed to escape from answering anyone who had sent me an e-mail, I didn’t write back a word. I didn’t want to simply believe that someone touched me on the raw.

– It is not easy to drag a good man out of the net with the help of mouse. And should I drag anyone out for myself? Hmm, – I laughed, – no, I’m not going to do this. But why not to acquire some experience in the Internet?

I stopped for a while; again, my Felix was a magnet for my attention.

Wow! In a moment I couldn’t believe my eyes: I won a prize online! It was a real prize, and I was only a few clicks away from reserving the cruise with great discounts I’ve always dreamed of.

The friendliness of on-line reservation agents was fabulous.

To make sure, I’ve checked the travel company site, and it was not a spam.

The company was like having your best friend arrange a holiday for you. I had no problems with them by phone or e-mail. Everything ran smoothly and efficiently. I never had to worry about a thing – flights and hire-car they suggested were perfect, hotel recommendations rated high. No pressure or rush.

The reservation manager assured that they would be patiently waiting for the confirmation from my side at any right time for me during the next six months. And that unforeseen prize (travel around) might be the best 21^st century trip for me and one of my friends.

It could be a great chance to have an unbelievable, tremendous, sensational ten-day voyage from Florida to Caribbean. It could be a possibility for having super holiday in the United States the second time in my life. It could be a real chance to see my friends in Miami and meet my sister in the United States after so many years apart. It could come true! All these thoughts were going round in my head, driving me mad, but how great! Great!

I felt such a strong wish to go to the United States again, but as a tourist, as I had never done before, so pretty soon with great pleasure I began my preparations and arrangements for the upcoming trip to the States.

I completely forgot about tricky online world for a while.