Romance

If it didn't get hard,

I'd probably understand.

It seems you decided not to sleep

with me anymore, when I was about to...

I warn you, watch out!

I might get the idea of killing myself.

I've never done that for any guy.

I never touched theirs, do you hear me?

Never touched it like that!

Seems to be very important for you,

if you're insisting on it like that.

Even if you don't want to or cannot,

I just don't get why.

You could at least caress me.

If you don't feel desire,

you could at least try to quench mine!

Women can come much more

often than men, you know.

If I did that,

I'd despise you.

I couldn't love you anymore.

You'd despise me,

because I'm a woman.

You and loving me, you're joking!

I turn you off,

I'm a horror for you.

There's nothing more ugly than me.

Stop it.

Let's sleep.

Why am I only able to love him

or hate him?

Why can't I manage to

be just indifferent?

Even if my thinking is all clear.

A man, who can't love me physically,

is a source of misery.

A bottomless pit of suffering.

They say, a man,

who fucks a woman,

honors her.

One should listen to sayings,

there's always some truth to them.

Paul dishonors me.

Am I disturbing you?

On the contrary.

Have you come here to relax,

for the rest of the evening?

No, I come directly out of bed.

Or to be more precise,

I just got dressed up.

I couldn't bear to sleep,

so I got up again.

I don't care what time it is,

I'm never tired.

I loathe people,

who claim being tired, all the time.

Who talk nonsense all the time...

No?

Most probably, it's because

they're not passionate at all.

Say, do you live alone?

No, I'm married.

I told him, I was married.

So that he would know, I'm not free.

Because I am not free.

And he has to take the

responsibility for the adultery.

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