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- No.

No.

No...

No!

No!

No! No!

No! No!

No! No!

No! No!

- Here comes a car! A big one!

Now, that's a car! First-rate!

- We can't miss this one, quick, quick!

Yes! He's stopping!

That's cool. - Swell...

- Quick, honey, our suitcases! - Quick!

Hello, sir.

We're going to Rouen, can you take us?

- Hop in.

- Yes! Good afternoon, sir.

What a fine machine.

We were about to give up...

just thought we were lost.

It's crazy!

- So nice of you to take us to Rouen!

Look at those trees go by.

It feels like we're taking off.

All this landscape... it's wonderful.

- Do you live in the neighborhood? - In the neighborhood?

I mean, nearby?

That's wonderful.

- I have a swimming-pool, you know. - Oh, that's nice!

- Let's take a swim, then! - Yeah...

- We're going to wallow in it, it's going to be great.

- Are you naturist-friendly, at your place?

- Naturism? I'm not too sure.

- My wife can be a bit stiff. - I prefer the naturist way.

- We'll see, decide when you get there.

Hey, see what I found on the highway?

- What are you going to do with them?

- Nothing, they were just lost.

It was raining.

Do you mind?

- No.

- Right.

What do we do with them, then?

- Are we going this way? - Thank you, madam.

- I've put them in the Louis XIV bedroom.

It's the one you like best, isn't it?

Do you mind?

- No.

- What a shitty week!

I'm spent.

Aren't these girls great?

- You know, Sylvia and Stephanie are coming...

Stephanie's husband might be there, too.

- Sylvia, Stephanie...

Stephanie's husband... back to routine.

- You used to fancy Stephanie, didn't you?

- Fancy Stephanie?

What does "fancy" mean?

Are you going all conservative on me?

That's funny.

You couldn't even straighten up a candle.

Some women have flaws...

imperfections.

Oh, stop looking at me like you're Antigone!

It's funny, you look like you hate me.

It's funny.

- What difference does it make?

- This is weird. You both look strange.

How nice of you to have brought me here!

Don't you like what I'm wearing?

It's so quiet in here!

- Come on.

You're going to work a little, for a change.

Help me set the table.

Take this.

- What do I do with it? - Wait.

- What do I do with this thing?

- Put it down.

- Can I tell you something?

- Yes. - I think you're beautiful.

And I also think your husband has beautiful eyes.

I also think he looks at you in a strange way.

- Catch!

- Damn!

-Oh god...

Hold it!

Hold it straight.

- No!

- Give me the plates.

Put it on this side.

- One... two... three...

Well, we'll add more if need be.

- I can't believe it!

- I'm a very organized hitchhiker.

-Indeed.

- Is there anything I can do?

- Yes.

Set the cutlery.

Glasses are in the small cupboard, over there.

Knives to the left.

- What a fuss-pot!

- Stop fooling around!

- Do you often travel like this... - Yes, very often.

- The two of you? - All the time.

- And why is that?

- Because we don't have any money!

And it's fun!

- Tell me about that English lord.

- Oh yes! Do you remember?

What a fuss, it was crazy!

- Don't you everlaugh?

- I think I'll leave you to it.

- Oh my goodness!

What an orgy I had last night! I'm worn out.

To tell you the truth,

I'm dying.

Everybody was there!

The C.E.o. of the Le Coeur oil factory,

there was Professor Scam,

and also a monsignor.

- A what?

- A cardinal.

Mind you,

I'd brought you some faggot, who's hung like this!

- Like this?

- Yes, like that!

- So, where do I put them?

- Take them up there.

- You know, Anne,

he's one hell of a lay.

So,

we had been invited into a fabulous house.

There were no more than 25 people.

All of them beautiful.

The men were amazing and the women,

looked like a bunch of slu... no!

And at some point, as the evening unfolded,

there was a buffet, salmon toasts, champagne galore.

In a word, we had it all.

There was a blonde woman, 5'9“ tall,

her name was Eva, I think, she was Polish.

She was such a beauty! I couldn't contain myself.

She started hitting on me, you know.

Then she undressed me.

Her hands roamed my body.

I spread my thighs at once.

She mouthed away at my pussy.

Oh, my goodness! What a turn!

I started screaming.

The guys gathered around us waving their cocks.

My dear Anne, I was ecstatic.

I got down on my knees,

The guys fucked me doggy-style,

the juices were Spurting everywhere.

It was dripping, my dear, just dripping.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Is something wrong?

Are you inhibited or something?

Well, darlings, I'm leaving.

- Where are you going?

- Back to my dear little faggot. I'm frustrated.

I'm so horny...

Here comes Stephanie.

Anne, it's Stephanie.

- Hello.

- Oh, your hair is beautiful...

- How do you stay so slim? - I've never been on a diet.

- You're so slender. - Oh, you're sweet.

You're cute, such a tiny girl.

- We went through a long rough patch.

- Pierre is crazy.

He is drifting... into some sort of madness.

Moreover,

I think he's turning gay.

He's been closeting it away, you know?

For nearly five years, he's had

a constant, wicked desire

to destroy me.

On the pretext of being open-minded, sexually liberated,

and rejecting our bourgeois values,

he's had me taken, fucked by all his lads.

You know all this, right?

Well, I mean,

a gang of young liberated executives

into group sex, but not so bright,

and I've been crazy enough,

well, stupid enough, to let them screw me,

thrust themselves into me, defile me.

It felt like the world was drowning in sperm.

To tell you the truth

I came to realize

that I was enjoying a lot of it,

and I was stupid enough, with all my false modesty,

for fear of appearing ridiculous, bourgeois,

and retarded,

to let myself get swallowed up in it.

I think Pierre was reveling in it.

In fact, it was his only path to pleasure.

This is what it took to get him hard.

Therefore, this must lead, logically,

and irreversibly

to my murder,

or my suicide,

because it's... it's unavoidable.

Do you understand, darling? Unavoidable.

- Simple as that.

I wish it were different, every single time.

Quite simple.

All I think about is fucking,

but I always want more.

More and more.

I dream of gigantic cocks, dripping with sperm,

of apocalyptic orgies.

Stephanie...

come close to me, my darling.

Let's get kinky.

As for you, darling...

it seems you're on the verge of becoming a respectable lady!

- What the fuck is going on here?

Anne?

Don't you love me anymore?

Don't you fancy me anymore?

Don't you want me anymore?

What about you, Stephanie?

What have I done to you?

That's more like it,

so fresh, so cute,

and those breasts,

hard and firm.

What beautiful breasts!

I have nice breasts too!

Kiss them.

Wow, something's happening, at last!

Come close to me, pussycats.

- She's one of a kind!

- She always needs more.

- What nice breasts you have!

- You know, Frédérique has a beautiful body.

- Oh, yes, Frédérique... kiss me! - Slender...

just the way you like 'em, I think.

- Asshole!

- What do you think?

- Oh yes, my breasts... it feels good. - Yes...

- I love that!

- Look how graceful and lascivious she is.

- It's so nice...

- You're honest, that's for sure.

- It feels good.

- She's so beautiful.

From behind, she looks like a Black princess, you know.

A real find, these two hitchhikers. You reckon?

A cozy little threesome.

No need to ask them.

Just push a button and away they go.

- Go on.

- Turns you on, doesn't it?

- Tell me... - Yes.

- Tell me, little Stephanie.

Look at Anne, she's cold as ice.

Anne or the little hitchhiker? Tell me.

- Lick me like that... - Oh, yes...

- I prefer Anne.

- So nice.

- You've always had a weakness for her.

Some kind of sapphic tenderness.

- I really like her.

- I even thought she wanted to leave me for you, once.

Funny, isn't it?

Don't you think?

- You're talking nonsense.

- That's what women say when they're feeling guilty.

- Oh, yes!

- That's funny.

She's beginning to look like Antigone.

You know what?

I think she hates me.

- Do you think so?

You must be crazy!

- By the way...

I like you too!

There's nothing under your dress, right?

Tell me.

As a matter of fact, I'm sure you like me too.

You have guilt all over your face, when you look at me,

then looking around,

checking if Anne is there.

- Leave me alone!

- Stop it, you're acting up! Getting all melodramatic on me.

The truth is, you're a whore. Stop playing all innocent!

- oh, stop it!

- Kiss my breasts now.

That's quite a tongue.

- Yes.

- Oh, Magda,

come on, kiss my tits, yes.

- You like him, don't you?

- Open your legs, Frédérique.

- You like him, don't you?

Not too bad, Ireckon.

I'm sure he's a good fuck.

- You're a pain in the ass!

Impotent asshole!

Freak! Leave me alone!

What the hell do you want?

I know you want to destroy me,

to just bump me off!

Just because you're a raging homo, underneath it all.

It's hardly a secret anymore.

So, you want to destroy me, as a witness to all this.

Alright,

I'm going to screw him.

Not because you're asking me to, but because I fancy him,

because he seems humble, honest,

and a little bit coarse.

I'm going to screw him right in front of you,

andin front of her.

- Kiss me.

Oh, so good.

- You like that, don't you?

Yes, you like that.

- Wait 'til I work you up with this.

See how I'm jerking off my dildo, like it's a real cock?

Just you wait.

Rub your pussy, Magda.

Wait, wait, there it is.

Look at that big cock, penetrating you.

I'm going to shove my big cock into your tight pussy.

Ah, yes...

You like that.

You rub it good, bitch!

Oh, God,

You get off on it, don't you?

- Yes.

- See how I'm jerking off my dildo?

I'm going to screw you with it now.

You're gonna get yours.

Watch me.

Yeah, wrap your legs around me, like this...

Scream again... get your kicks, bitch!

- So good.

So good.

- Scream! Yes, scream!

Howl, you bitch!

Ah, it hurts, doesn't it? No pain, no gain, slut!

Scream, get your kicks! Come on!

- Come on, Frédérique. - Yes!

Yes!

- Take that cock! Take it!

Take it, bitch!

You like that, don't you?

- You slut... - Yes!

Yes, rub them!

Come on.

Yes!

- I'm drunk with fatigue.

- Anne?

Stay here.

- No.

- Oh, my darlings, what an evening!

Honey, that was amazing!

Just amazing!

- Come with me, both of you.

- Where?

- I'll show you.

- Oh, it's all going on in here!

- Here, I've brought along some helpers.

- Oh, yes...

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

- So good.

Yes.

Yeah, fuck me,

oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

Yes.

- Pierre?

Pierre?

Pierre?

Pierre?

- Yes?

- Can I use Anne's bathroom?

The other one's busy.

- Yes, just a moment.

- Pierre?

Pierre?

- Yes. Just a moment. Let me finish.

The bathroom's free.

- Thank you.

I'm too tired to take a bath.

- Good evening, Anne.

Good evening, Pierre.

THE WIDOW

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