Six months ago, a little daughter was born to their family. The parental concerns and problems that came along with this event reduced Kostya's desire for some time, but after the baby had grown a little and he had more free time, his lust came back to him with even greater force.

Spring came, and then a hot Ukrainian summer. The avenues of the big city were flooded with slender legs and bare navels.

Kostya felt defeated. He could not concentrate on his work, and his reaction to anything, except pretty women, greatly slowed. Even his old tricks to calm himself down did not help him now as they did before. Previously, whenever Kostya saw a seductive girl on the street, he was always able to cheat himself: ‘Well, what can I do? I can go up to her, introduce myself, but even if she agrees, what’s next? I'm at work, I always have many things to do, and my boss is permanently supervising me with his cell phone.’

But at last Kostya came to the point where any tricks to cheat his own libido were no longer helping him. He saw very clearly that the next time he found himself in a similar situation, he just would not be able to restrain himself. One day he would end up sending everything—his job, his boss, and even his wife, who he still loved and respected—straight to hell. The next time he would forget about everything and everybody, and like a mad deer, he would gallop toward any other girl he might see on the street.

One day, Kuzma, one of his colleagues, noticed his nervous mood:

‘Hey buddy, are you in love with someone? You’ve been looking like a madman during the last few days!’