Romance Page #3

Would a story like ours

come to an end?

That depends.

If you went to the north pole,

or into the desert maybe...

But telling yourself in

a phone cell each day:

I won't call that silly cow.

And spending your time in all the bars

just around the corner,

that's what I call a breach.

I speak of freedom,

and you talk about bars?

These are statistics.

A man has to put the world in order,

with his buddies in a bar sometimes.

Or he'll break.

And you know,

that I don't deceive you.

It would be better if you deceived me,

but f***ed me too...

However, I can be unfaithful,

you have no right to.

Have you already done it?

You speak about it so often.

No.

But you deserve to believe otherwise.

Okay.

Tomorrow evening,

I'll have dinner with Ashley.

You can come,

but you know what I'd prefer...

If I didn't come.

I'm well aware, that I should let him

lead his own life.

All the time I cling to him

like a leech.

Because I'm in love.

Crazy about him.

What he calls "breathing"...

suffocates me.

I've never demanded to be free.

And I don't want him to be either.

I have an enormous claim

to the absolute.

And I believe, that I'm right.

But as soon as I transfer it

to real life,

an appalling schizophrenia

arises in my head.

He dances...

to seduce.

He seduces, to conquer.

He wants to conquer,

because he's a man.

What's got into you?!

Making a scene,

because I dance with some girl?

That's not some girl... a tart, a whore.

So what? I don't care about her anyway.

You shouldn't have cared about her.

Anyway, I won't have someone

elses baby.

Do I really have to pull it over?

I haven't had sex in 6 months now.

I don't have AIDS.

Still, you're making progress.

You seem to like it.

You even come on strong.

You want me to watch you, doing it.

With the first,

you did it secretly.

You think so?

- Yes, I do.

And I didn't dare looking at it,

because I don't like to look at d*cks.

When they are used,

I find them disgusting.

Unaesthetic.

You're right, quite disgusting.

Like a tampon.

When you want to f***, you have to take it

out discretely and drop it under the bed...

Guys find everything disgusting.

And afterwards,

you have to reuse it again.

I really like it, when it's disgusting.

Do you know why most guys

don't want to use condoms?

Because their d*cks don't get hard.

As they say...

Flexible as rubber.

I don't know, I don't sleep

with guys.

But it's true.

They become flabby all the time.

Because they...

are not driven by real desire.

Like in porn movies... the girls...

have their mouths full

with those flabby things...

and blow,

because they are not desirable.

I think, either a guy has to take you,

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