Ernesto Page #2

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Move! Let's go!

Bravo!

To work, to work!

Get out!

You come an hour earlier tomorrow

There are sacks that need mending

You, too, Ernesto...

Come to check the workers

Today we are alone

Yes... but for an hour

One can do many things

Such as?

Don't you remember what we said?

...you almost promised

...and I have been waking

To bugger me?

Is it so nice?

There is nothing nicer

For you... what about me?

For you too

Ever do it with a man?

No. Never

And you, with other boys?

Many

...but none so pretty

What did they say?

They begged me. They were happy

I'm afraid

I know what to do the first time

I believe you...

...but I'm afraid it will hurt

Me, hurt you?

I am in love

You just say that...

...to convince me,

but once you get started...

Before I could hurt you,

I would cut it off

I beg you...

There is so little time for us to do it

You want to do it?

Yes, and so do you

Isn't that why we are here?

Unless you will have regrets

I will decide that

But on one condition

If I tell you to stop, you will stop

No matter when

You won't have to say stop

But I promise

That's not enough. Give me...

your word of honor

I will stop whenever you tell me to!

...may God bless you

All right. I have decided

Over there

Don't be afraid

I won't hurt you

...and you'll will like it

Angel!

You called me an angel,

but in just don't do these things

I was in heaven.

You enjoyed it too. Confess

In the beginning yes. Then it began...

to hurt

We came together

How do you know?

One can sense it.

Besides, look there

If it shows,

we should better turn the sack

I'm sorry, but I must warn you...

not to tell anyone

I'm not stupid.

I know what one can tell

It's dangerous.

You can end up in jail

And then one dies of shame

I'm not fool.

I closed all the doors first

If I don't finish,

who knows what the boss will think

Is it true that in the Army...

...they look up there...

and reject those...

Who told you that?

Does it still hurt?

It does

Next time I'll bring something...

to keep it from hurting.

They sell it in pharmacies

They sell medicine for such things?

No, it's not for that

It's for certain ailments.

They are cones

The slide in and melt

...and then it doesn't hurt

What are they made of?

Out of cocoa butter

Butter?

...cocoa butter... cocoa yet!

...my stamp collection...

...my stamps...

"When with mothballs you tease"

"On your stamp I sneeze"

Naturally, it hurts

I would cry also

Stamps...

...without edges are worth very little

You need a sense of humor, not only...

when pulling a prank...

but also when you're the object of one

Come, Ernesto

Take this

It's a gift

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