Lukerya, a cheerful housewife with her gray hair pulled back into a playful bun, began her morning on a huge, soft bed covered with a fluffy pink bedspread. The snow-white linens, clinging to her figure, emphasized the unfading beauty of her body. Without getting up, she began with a warm-up, rotating her feet and gently stretching her legs. Each joint made a soft crunch, a reminder of the years gone by, but without weakening her spirit. For Lukerya, this was a ritual, the promise of a new day full of small joys and a big heart. After her warm-up, she went to the kitchen and gave herself over completely to her wild fantasies, accompanied by passionate actions.