Goodbye Emmanuelle Page #3

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Didn't you see me?

No.

I suppose you want to visit

the house right away?

That's why I came.

There are two means of transportation

here:
bicycle or ox cart.

- Let's take the ox cart, then.

- Come.

Have you lived in the Seychelles long?

Almost three years. Before that,

we were in Bangkok and Hong Kong.

Your husband works

for the government?

No, he's an architect.

- Come on.

- Is it here?

No, the road ended.

We'll go along the beach.

- Is this the school?

- Yes.

There it is.

Gregory!

Do you know why

I brought you here?

Because I feel like

making love with you.

Really?

- You aren't too excited by the idea.

- I didn't say that.

You are surprised because

you don't know me.

I have no prejudices. When I want

something or someone, I say it.

That's nice.

It simplifies everything.

Love is really the only thing

that interests me.

- That's all you do, then?

- Almost.

- Isn't it a little monotonous?

- Not at all.

All you need is some imagination.

You're the one who gave me pleasure

the other day on the rocks.

I thought I saw someone with you.

Who?

Go ahead and undress.

You undress me.

You see, I do excite you.

It's normal... you're very beautiful.

Wait. Take your time.

Don't move.

Do you enjoy having

a complaisant husband?

Jean's not complaisant.

He's happy to know that I'm happy.

Even with someone else?

It surprises you, doesn't it?

And you never wondered what

it might hide?

Why should it hide anything?

I don't know. It just doesn't

seem natural.

I wouldn't like to know that the woman

I love is making love to another.

- Do you prefer lies?

- In that case, yes.

You're very bourgeois after all.

To love someone who loves

you is so rare.

To risk everything in the

name of some bullshit truth...

I don't see what's to be gained.

I have to go.

Why?

Jean doesn't know

I'm here.

I thought you told him everything.

I'll tell him when I get home...

tonight.

If I understand correctly,

you had a good time, thanks to me.

That shocks you?

It'd shock me

if I were in love with you.

I'm sure that deep down

you think I'm a whore.

It just so happens that

I love whores.

Here the rate is 200 rupees.

Here's 300.

It was quite good.

You bastard!

Hello!

- How are you, Guillaume?

- I'm fine.

You know, Clara left.

She left? Where did she go?

To her aunt's, with the children.

What happened?

I invited a little nurse home

last night.

After dinner, I could tell

she was interested.

Clara didn't seem to be

against it at first.

But when she saw us making love...

she broke down... tears, shouting.

If she doesn't like it,

you can't force her.

Obviously not.

I have to go - I'm on duty.

Goodbye, Jean.

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