On Body and Soul Page #3

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Date of first seminal emission?

- Excuse me?

- Ejaculation. I'm sure you remember.

Where you 12 or 13?

Pardon me for my... staring before.

No problem.

It happens.

Well?

Is this really a question?

Look, these are regulation questions

I ask from everyone.

Don't you tell me this is how you started

with the butcher boys?

The question order is not set...

But yes, I asked them all

and they all answered.

That must have been a real experience.

- I see you're embarrassed...

- I'm not embarrassed!

Relax.

There's nothing personal in this question.

It happens to all boys, no?

Come on. Try and remember.

- All right. I was 10. Next question?

- 10?

It's a bit early.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Fine.

Tell me what you dreamt last night.

It wasn't anything special.

Yes?

I dreamt that I was a deer.

I don't know what you'll conclude

from that. Probably nothing.

So you were a deer. And?

That's about it.

I did things deer usually do, I suppose.

Like what?

I wandered around in the woods.

Drank from a stream. Stuff like that.

- Were you alone?

- No.

I was with there was another deer.

Was it another stag? Or a doe?

A doe.

- Are you certain or just assuming?

- I know.

How? Did you mate?

My dear lady, I have to disappoint.

We did not mate.

We wandered the woods, looked for grass,

but only found a few juicy leaves

because of the snow.

We had to dig them out

from under the snow.

We went down to the stream to drink.

Our noses touched when we drank.

That's all.

I didn't mount her, I didn't f*** her.

And I don't want to mount you either.

I just looked at you,

like any normal man would.

Again, I apologize if I was insolent,

but I'd like to start the real work now.

Of course. Sure.

Your intense reaction is very interesting.

Do you perhaps have any erection problems?

Is this part of the questionnaire?

Your response was so heated

it seems logical to...

You said you ask everyone

the same questions.

May I ask you to adhere to this?

Sure, sure...

When did you lose your virginity?

- Come on, tell me what they asked.

- I don't know. A bunch of nonsense.

What's my favorite food,

or if I get dizzy spells.

She also asked me what I dreamt.

I'm not telling her that, for sure.

I'll say I don't remember.

She can't read anything into it.

They know if you're lying. That's how

the questions are put together.

And what's the woman like?

She's got tits like this!

- So what did you dream, darling?

- I'm not telling.

- Come on!

- No!

All right.

I dreamt

I was sitting on a light-blue horse

and for some reason...

Ha ha, really funny. Whatever, forget it.

Too bad, it was nice.

Tell us what you dream, Zska.

You don't want to know that, honey.

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