Black & White & Sex Page #6

I don't ask.

- It's not relevant.

- So, is Angie your real name?

What do you think, sweetie?

Do you think Angie's my real name?

Do you?

So, what would you like

to call me, then?

I can be anyone you want.

I could be Kylie, Lulu,

Franoise.

I can even be mistress Violet.

But she'll cost you more.

I'm not a client.

You're paying me by the hour

and I'm giving you

what you want.

Not the same.

Listen, honey.

I've got hundreds of guys

who want to videotape me,

so don't think

you're anything special.

You've just got a bigger camera.

Big lens, big camera...

that's why I'm charging you more.

Take it as a compliment.

I'm not doing it

for gratification.

We're all doing it

for gratification.

Oh, really?

And what about the real you?

The real me?

F***.

If you prefer I talk

about the structure properties,

composition, reaction,

and preparation

of chemical compounds,

I'll give you another name.

But what the hell are we talking

about all this other stuff for?

This... is the real me,

and if you don't understand that,

then what the f*** are we doing?

Do you want to continue, or not?

It's up to you.

- I thought it was...

- Oh, well don't.

Just ask the questions.

Okay.

That, um, that guy... Arthur.

You want to tell us about him?

He was married. Two kids.

Had a thing for underwear.

Loved used panties.

He came every Tuesday morning,

10:
30, like clockwork.

Except one day, he didn't.

He didn't turn up.

His wife was there instead.

Lucy.

She'd found out about me.

Wanted to meet me.

Wanted to know

what I had that she didn't.

She said she wanted to know

what it felt like to buy someone.

I said,

"I'm not for sale."

She took some money out

and put it on the dresser...

And she told me

to take off my panties.

So, did you do as she said?

As I was told.

- I was doing my duty.

- Duty?

- My penance.

- You felt guilty.

I felt wet.

She lifted up my dress...

Then she gripped the fabric and just...

pulled it apart...

- tore it.

- Just like that?

Just like that.

I can't imagine you

letting anyone do that to do.

Oh, didn't let her.

She just did it.

Anyway,

that wasn't what bothered me.

It was the way that she looked at me.

The way she... examined me.

Then she took off her knickers

and she... sat on the bed,

and then she just...

spread her legs...

And she told me to show her

how good I was.

I knelt between her thighs and I...

I remember looking up

and seeing her smile...

Like she had me exactly

where she wanted me.

She grabbed me by the hair,

and she just pushed me into her.

So deep, I...

I couldn't breathe, you know?

It's funny, but I... I felt this

urge to prove myself, you know,

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