time by peeping through the key-hole and I resolved to resort to the same means of amusement. And here is what I saw with my own eyes: Archbishop Platon would disrobe, lie down in the bed and would make the woman "massage" him. Besides Lina, a certain woman, a priest's wife and "dentist" whom I shall name when necessary, would come to him. The woman would lie down so that Archbishop Platon's head would come between her legs. She would caress his penis with her nipples, while Platon licked her sexual parts with his tongue. Following the "massage" they would perform the sexual act, after which both lay like dead ones and after having come to, rubbed each other with eau-de-cologne.
As for the male "massage", it varied. Archpresbyter Popov first put some cold cream on his hand, then rubbed Platon's testicles and penis. When the "massage" had the desired effect, the Archpresbyter would lie down on his stomach and Platon perform the act through Popov's rectum. This was also followed by a period of rest and mutual perfume rubbing, after which Platon, remaining in bed, but now fully dressed, would send Archpresbyter Popoy to his duties at the Consistory.
Ivan Gorbach did the "massaging" not with his hand but with his tongue. He licked, and sucked Archbishop Platon's penis until it stiffened and then, like Father Peter Popov, would expose his rectum to Platon for intercourse, but apparently being a greater "expert" in this line than Popov, kept changing the position of his body so as to make the act more enjoyable for the Archbishop. I once saw with my own eyes, how after such an act of Pederasty the Archbishop gave Gorbach five one-hundred dollar notes and when I was sent to fetch him the next time and asked him what he had done with the "saintly" Prelate's $500, Gorbach replied: "Do you think that is the only $500 I ever got? I get as much for every visit to Platon. Your friend Alexander, however, is either poorer or more of a miser. He never pays me more than $300 for a massage; sometimes he complains that he was robbed and gives me less than that. And besides he is a peculiar, foolish fellow. … To massage Platon is a pleasure. He is a man with understanding, while Alexander is nervous, and does not do the right thing. Many a time I have promised myself not to go to him, and I am going to keep my promise. If he sends for me, I'll refuse to go. What he needs is a boor, not a specialist."
All this did not agree with me and I asked the Father Arch-
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