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Maybe with Moira.
Tell me the truth, Carla.
Did you two already do something?
The phone card is almost empty,
come Matteo.
Please, come soon.
I need you.
Oh...
Speak of the devil...
Screw you.
Do you know that statistically speaking,
cheat while they're on vacation?
Carla is not in vacation.
Is it here?
No, we can only
get up to here by taxi,
but the entrance
is on Riverside walk.
Wow, it's so beautiful.
I'm glad you like it.
The bathroom is over there.
I am sure Matteo will like it.
It's probably
very expensive, though...
Matteo?
Oh, yes, your boytriend...
Well don't worry about the price,
I am sure we can find
an agreement...
I'll take it then.
I dreamt of you last night...
Oh really?
You were naked.
Really?
And what was I doing naked?
You were riding a wave
and sweating...
Freud will definitely say: coitus.
I like you Carla.
Oh, what are you doing?
- I want you.
- No Moira, please. Oh.
Why not, I know you like it.
- Don't resist me Carla, don't fight it.
- Oh.
Oh, no.
Oh, yes.
Oh. Make me come.
Oh. Make me come, Moira, please.
Make me come.
Who is it?
Good Morning, Mr. Borin,
it's me, Matteo.
I'm sorry to bug you.
I came to pick up Carla's stuff.
I'm going to London next week,
- and this way I can bring it to her.
- What stuff?
Well, she told me
she explained it to her mom.
My wife is not here right now.
Do you know what it is about?
Well, yes, more or less...
A pair of panties and a book.
Wait a second. I am going to see
if my wife prepared them for you.
"The more I wank it,
the less I come."
"I love you, Ale."
"Big slut Nina."
"The thought of you cheating on me,
makes me crazy jealous...
And jealousy...
makes me a lust maniac."
I could go nuts thinking
about you cheating on me.
Impossible, because
you'll never know.
Don't joke Carla, I feel like dying
just thinking of you with someone else.
- Thinking of me how?
- Like this?
Like this, like this.
You'll never know it, never.
Never.
Oh, Oh...
Are these the ones?
I don't know,
there should be a butterfly...
No butterflies here.
Come up and look for it, come on.
You could've called
before coming.
I'm sorry.
I thought everything would be ready.
Eh, ready my ass.
You look for it.
Thank you.
It'll take me a second.
If you need anything
I am in the other room.
Here they are,
the book and the panties.
"My dear Charlotte,
it is impossible for me
to live without you...
I think about you all the time...
I love you, my love?
I love you, Bernard".
You whore.
Did you tell Matteo about the loft?
Of course.
that I was going to check it out.
And did you talk to him
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