The Flesh Page #6

or being mugged?

No, to me, money means

freedom.

That's why I always carry

them with me.

I also have three rings

of a huge value.

How do I look?

You're so cute.

I want to look at myself in mirror,

then make love with you.

With pleasure.

More.

You're a vampire.

What's going on?

Damn it!

Those damn artillerymen

are practicing shooting.

I have to raise the white flag.

Aim better!

Little Red Riding Hood,

take off your rainproof.

The shootings have aroused me.

Who wants the first prize?

I don't want to part from you.

I want to stay with you.

Otherwise I'll die. I don't exist.

I feel like a man

split in two.

You are the other half.

We're one sole being.

A single being.

And?

I don't know.

I think the shootings

have upset me a little bit.

I feel somewhat...

weakened.

Well, don't do it again.

Wait.

It's like a feeling...

of loneliness.

You laugh but it's like...

It's like switching off

the current.

At moments...

One moment, the current flows.

The next, it's gone.

Makes you laugh but...

How about trying once more?

And now, what am I supposed

to do?

You got me excited then

you go away.

Well, it's alright this once.

I have a present for you.

Turn round.

Now I'll mark two spots.

so I don't forget.

Here... and here.

What are you doing?

Now, lie down.

I have to cover you well.

There. - And now?

It's gonna be marvellous.

There. Relax.

That's right.

My God!

It works!

God, I can't move.

I'm blocked.

I'm good at this!

I made it!

What did you do?

My legs are blocked.

My neck blocked.

What' should I do?

It's growing...

huge.

Your body is a condenser

of energy now.

It's huge now.

It's almost frightening.

Well done.

Eating

and making love. Possessing you

and getting fed myself.

All these things together.

It's wonderful.

Pasta with bacon?

With bacon?

Did you know that...

I came 10 times. 10!

I counted them.

If you have counted them,

then, we didn't make love.

You only f***ed me.

- With this phoney thing.

- Maybe so, but..

It was fantastic.

It was a mechanical erection.

Mechanical?

You didn't like it?

The soul can also make a cock hard.

If there's no soul...

But there is still the cock.

A poem!

Francesca...

- Where are you going?

- Out.

Wait...

I'm going too.

You can't move. All your strength

is gathered down there.

Champagne?

No.

It's ice cold.

- I guess I'll drink it alone, then,

- Don't be a b*tch.

You'll be back?

Who knows?

Get back, OK?

I'm the most potent man

on earth!

What's your name?

Francesca, and you?

Dialta.

It's a strange but lovely name.

It was a common name

in the 13th century.

Later, like everything else,

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