In November 2006 I became very interested in meeting
a woman from the former USSR. I happened upon one of
those glitzy "Axxxxxxxx" websites and was hooked for
For 12 months I wrote letters. I even diligently
studied the Russian language. In February 2007 I
traveled to Odessa to meet a woman.
It was terrible. My instincts told me within 10
seconds that she was not sincere or even very
interested in me. I saw her 3 times, then I waited
for my flight home. That trip cost me 8 days and
However, I did bring home the inspiration and
motivation to study the language. I devoured Rosetta
Stone and Pimsluer.
I continued to write letters using the "Axxxxxxxx
Beautiful women would be very interested in me,
until I made plans to visit them. Then they
disappeared. One such "disappearing act" occured in
early November 2007. I had already purchased a
flight to Kiev and train to Mariupol. The girl was
gone. Go figure!
I had in the past discover the Kiev Connections
website and spoken with Mr. Ousley. I had not
"joined". The girls photos were not as numerous or
However, I chose to go ahead and travel to Kiev. I
sent Kiev Connection (KC) a list of 14 girls that I
thought I'd like to meet. Five of them were not
interested. Five of them could not be reached in the
relatively short time frame. Four of them wanted to
meet me. Remember, I had not written any of them one
My plane touched down in Kiev. By mid afternoon I
had 3 dates scheduled. Late afternoon on Tuesday,
20Nov07 I met "Mila". She was already there at the
agency when I arrived. Another American man was also
there and for a few moments he engaged me in
conversation. We had not yet actually been
introduced, so Mila kept her seat while I talked to
this man. While waiting, she just sat there looking
very interested, very pleasant, rather cheerful, and
of course, very pretty. Those were my impressions
before I ever even met her. When the staff of the
agency introduced us, I greeted Mila in the Russian
language and we then proceeded to leave the agency.
She was very interested to know how I studied
Mila suggested we go to MacDonald’s to eat and talk
to which I declined.
I asked her to take us someplace nice and quiet
where we could talk.
A few more minutes walking and we settled on a very
nice quiet restaurant.
The wait staff probably thought I was a bit strange
because I wanted to keep backpack with me instead of
checking it in with the coats. I wanted to keep my
backpack because inside it was my “full size”
English-Russian dictionary, a “Lingo” electronic
translator, and my photos. We were very comfortable
with each other and found communicating to be not
terribly difficult. (Mila has an elementary
understanding of English)
We liked each other and went so far as to tell each
other that on that first dinner date. We also made
plans to be together on the following evening.
I did meet another girl the next morning for
breakfast. We met for maybe 45 minutes.
I did like her, but I decided to follow my instincts
and tell her about Mila and that I felt I wanted to
spend more time with her. She seemed to appreciate
I did not meet any other girls during my visit to
Kiev, only Mila.
During my 12 days in Kiev we spent much time
together. Mila took time off work to spend time with
me. We went to the circus with Mila’s little
daughter. We purchased tickets to attend a concert,
and we made plans to take Elena to the children’s
theatre. Mila took me for a rather long walk one
night that included a number of parks, views of
Dniper River, beautiful views of the city, and quiet
stroll across the famous “Bridge of Kisses”. It was
packed with snow so we had to move slowly and, of
course, stop a couple of times.
Sometime late in the first week, Mila took me to
meet her parents.
It seemed to go really well. I could not communicate
with them very much without assistance from Mila,
but they seemed to like me. I was able to spend a
bit more time with (daughter) also. A couple of days
later, Mila’s grandfather passed away. I stayed in
their home and watched (daughter) for about 5 hours
while the rest of the family buried him.
Because of this death, we were not able to attend
the concert nor take (daughter) to the children’s
theatre. However, we were able to spend a lot of
time together. It was a very happy time for us
despite the occurrence of her grandfather’s death.
We were falling in love with each other. We both
seemed to know it and we both welcomed it. As time
passed we grew increasingly comfortable expressing
our feelings to each other and begin to talk about a
future together. Early in the second week I told
Mila that I loved her, and that I wanted her to come
to the U.S. on a K-1 “fiancee” visa.
I was a little surprised that she did not know the
word “fiancée” and that she did not know very much
about the process of getting a visa. I had a lot of
explaining to do. It was fun and exciting. The
wheels were really turning in her head, but she
always seemed to me to be serious, sincere and
happy. Those were some of the happiest days of my
life. I very much look forward to many more with
this beautiful lady named “Mila".
My advice: Avoid the glitzy and glamorous "Axxxxxxxx
They will trade letters with you, but that certainly
does not mean they are interested in you. Especially
if the girl is beautiful.
If found what I was looking for through KC. Yes, she
is beautiful AND real.