Red Shoe Diaries Page #3

You see, see the woman over|there in the feather boa?

In the purple hat?|- Yeah, screaming at the captain.

Yeah|- It's my mother.

He just threw her off.|- As to be so lucky.++++

Come on, sweetheart, talk to me.

Stop me from going.

Filled with fire,|burning with shame,

I kept telling myself|over and over

that I'd never go through with it.|No way..

Are you going to a party, Mrs. Alex?

A meeting.|- You look gorgeous.

Of course you always look gourgeous.|- Thank you.

Are you okay?

My world was falling apart|with each step,

but that didn't stop me.

I had to see Jake. I was sure that|he'd rush up to me,

hold me, stop me.

24 hours! If the shipment is not here...|- He didn't even see me.

I will see your ass in court.|- Will you excuse us for a minute?

Be careful, Jake. This guy can|kill us, he will kill us.

If you show any weakness they'll|eat you for breakfast.

Trust me.|I know what I doing. Okay?

Mitch, don't you dare f***ing|stonewall me, okay?

I'm sick of your excuses|and I'm tired of you.

To know what you want and|to go after it and get it,

and to actually belive you deserve it,

my God, how envy Jake for that.

I told myself for|the hundreth time: Run!

I don't know what I'm doing here.

I told you I could move stone blocks|with my cock.

Your curiosity was piqued.|Now here you are.

Why don't you take off your clothes?

I...|- What?

I just suddenly realize|I don't know you.

I don't even know your name.

You're no stranger to me.

I know everything I need to know.

You don't know anything about me.|- Sure I do.

I know you're beautiful.

You wear two hundreatd dollar shoes,

and you are with someone who|doesn't make you happy.

But he does.

He makes me too happy,|that's the problem.

Seriously.

Have you ever noticed how liars|start each sentence

with:
"To tell the truth"?

You keep saying "No, seriously".

It makes me think that you're|just fooling around.

Are You?

No.

Then, seriously, why don't you|take off your dress.

and walk over here in|your pretty new shoes?

Only a girl with a Gold Card would|leave her dress on the floor.

Unbuckle my belt.

This started with|me on the my knees.

Now it's your turn.

F*** you.

My panties, rip them off.

Do it.

He made love like he|worked on the street.

Tender as a jackhammer.

Tender as a jackhammer.

Jesus.

August 20th

I told my self over and over,

once could be rationalized|as a foolish mistake,

temporary insanity,|an act of passion.

Twice was irreversible.

Who is it?

I like that.

The minute i saw him,

I understood what I wanted.

Something I've never had in my life.

Something I've always gladly|given up to others.

The greatest aphrodisiac of all:

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