All language subtitles for EPORNER.COM - [OcaCYwb2C95] 1979 Sunny (360)

Can I help you? Yeah.

My name is Eve Carter, and I have an
appointment with... Oh, of course, Mrs.

Carter. Mr.

Carmichael is expecting you.

Well, welcome to San Francisco, Mrs.
Carter. I'm John Carmichael. Thank you,

Carmichael. Can we offer you a coffee or
perhaps something a bit stronger?

Oh, no, thank you.

Well, I hope you enjoy your stay, Mrs.
Carter.

Well, Mrs. Carter, how can my company be
of service to you?

I'm a very wealthy woman, Mr.

Carmichael.

Congratulations.

But I'm not as wealthy as I was a year
ago.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Of course, inflation being what it is,
few of us are.

Five years ago, my husband died.

He was the chief executive officer and
major stockholder of East West

Industries.

Other than a small amount of property
and some stock in the company,

else was left in a trust to our son,
Mark.

What happened?

Mark's 25th birthday.

I beg your pardon?

Mark inherited everything when he was
25.

That was three years ago.

I take it he assumed a greater role in
the business?

Hardly. If anything, he was even less
interested than before.

No, I had two sources of income. I had
the dividends from the amount of stock

that I had in the company.

And?

And my son's generosity.

Today, the stock is practically
worthless.

Why, in the last three years, it has
fallen over 105 points on the big board.

That's 105 points, Mr.

Carmichael. Is Mark aware of the
situation?

Mark has calls to the situation.

He's never cared about the company, only
in spending the company's money.

And in the last three years, well, he
has just spent over six and a half

dollars on toys and on flesh.

He has the ultimate veto power. He uses
it every chance he gets for whatever

reason whenever the board of directors
meets.

Mr. Carmichael, my son is pissing away
my money.

Well, if the money is legally his,
there's very little we can do about it.

Certainly there's nothing I can do about
it. Well, there was a time when I had a

certain amount of control over Mark.

I'll never have that control again
unless I have some help.

What kind of help?

My son has a weakness, Mr. Carmichael.

I was always able to prey on this
weakness, and in that way I had control

Mark.

What is this weakness, Mrs. Carter?

Sex.

Oh, don't be so shocked, Mr. Carmichael.

As I became older, well, he wanted
experiences with girls his own age.

Now he has them.

The only problem is that that is all
that he cares about.

So, while he is having his flings, the
business is going bankrupt. So am I.

But I could control him again, if... If?

If I was 20 years younger, Mr.

Carmichael.

And that's how you can help me.

Forgive me, Mrs. Carter, but I'm hardly
in a position to make you 20 years

younger. Would that you could.

No, not me, but someone like me.

Someone beautiful and forceful enough to
be able to turn a young man's head

around. What?

But willing to take her orders from me.

There just might be such a woman, Mrs.
Carter.

We have an operative working for us here
in San Francisco.

She could be on a flight to New York
tomorrow morning.

She would have to be very special, Mr.
Carmichael.

As clever as she is beautiful.

I could brief her on my son.

Everything about my son.

Well, basic information would do to
begin with.

Photographs, names of friends, daily
routine, that sort of thing.

How would she operate in New York?

How would she make contact with Mark?

Leave that to me, Mrs. Carter.

We have an operative in New York who'll
make the initial contact. And Sunny,

that's her name, by the way, will be
introduced through her.

It's less obvious than making direct
contact.

Are you sure she's the right one?

Mrs. Carter, she's the only one.

Just a minute.

flight and I didn't have time to call
you. Let me look at you.

You look radiant.

I know, and I'll tell you all about it.

Carmichael called me yesterday and told
me you were going to be in New York

tonight. Since then, everything's been
such a rush, really.

Well, did you find out anything about
him? Do any work on it yet? It's not

to find Marv Carter if you're a willing
member of the opposite sex. Oh, yeah?

You've got a date with him on his yacht
tomorrow morning. Hmm, and he's kind of

cute, too. Might be interesting this
time.

Well, I hope you have a little room for
me to camp out for a few days.

Well, you know, I have a new roommate.

But it won't be any problem at all.
We'll manage, Dre.

First, I gotta tell you about my new
roommate.

She has a fantastic body.

So live and supple that brushing up
against her is like thinking into a

I remember the first time we ever got to
know each other.

I'd come home from a long weekend with
my boyfriend, and, well, things weren't

working out for us like we had planned.

I was feeling really low, but she took
my spirit and his sword to fantastic

heights. We'd held each other in our
arms, and then we kissed each other

everywhere.

After a while, we joined our legs
together, thrusting myself towards that

soft flesh, and knowing she was feeling
what I was feeling was a real turn on.

Well, enough of that.

Is there anything in particular you'd
like to do right now?

Listen, do you mind if I shower and take
a nap? The flying makes me so tired.

I feel like I could just sleep straight
through.

Just make sure you remember you have a
sailing date in the morning.

And Sonny, it's so good to have you
here.

Pardon me, miss. Your name wouldn't
happen to be Claire, would it, miss? No,

a friend of Claire's. I'm here to see
Mr. Carter.

Hmm, I don't know.

I'm supposed to pick up a Claire and
bring her back to the office to see Mr.

Mark. Right. Well, Claire got taken ill
and asked me to come and play with her.

Don't worry, it'll be all right.

I hope so, miss. Mr. Mark can have a
terrible temper.

He asked me to fetch him a Claire and I
bring back a... Sonny.

Yes, and I bring back a Sonny.

Sometimes I bring back the wrong year,
Claret.

Sometimes I can't find an avocado quite
ripe enough.

Well, I'm hardly an avocado.

If you'll pardon me saying so, miss.

Mr. Mark, he asked for an avocado.

He wants one. And when he asked for a
Clare, he wants one of those.

Mr. Mark hates surprises, you see.

I think he'll like this one.

This way, miss.

Careful now, miss.

Oh, beautiful.

This way, please.

Come on, miss.

Well, Harry, it's about time. I thought
you sank the launch again.

What's this?

Hi there.

I'm the wrong -year cloud, or is it ripe
avocado? I'm not sure about that.

Anyway, Harry here found me in the
grocery store and thought he'd like to

me, if that's all right with you.

Well, I'm not sure. Harry's never had a
pet before.

We'll have to talk about it.

Harry, go get us some champagne like a
good fellow. Are you sure you wouldn't

want... Harry, champagne.

Right stuff.

Actually, I'm a friend of Claire's.

She got sick and asked me to fill in.

Of course, if you don't find me
suitable... No, no, no. I'm delighted,

Are you always so quick -tempered?

My analyst tells me I'm aggressive.

I just speak my mind. It's my nature.

I guess some people might find it a
little obnoxious.

Do you think I'm obnoxious?

Probably. I like aggressive women,
particularly in bed.

Gee, the water looks just delicious.

Did you bring a suit?

A bathing suit?

I don't wear bathing suits.

You feel so good.

Yeah, let me help you up.

I want champagne.

I want you.

Back me. Back me.

Back me.

Oh,

yes.

Bless me.

Bless me.

Bless me.

Oh,

yes, sir.

Oh, hi, Sonny. Mr.

Carmichael's expecting you. Go right in.

Sonny, hope you had a smooth flight.

You know Mrs.

Carter. How nice to see you again, Mrs.
Carter.

Why, thank you, Sonny.

Well, you've been in New York for a week
now. I trust you've made some contact

with my son.

I suppose contact is as good a word as
any.

Yes, I've made quite a bit of contact
with your son, Mrs. Carter.

He's quite charming.

Yes. I know.

Please, tell us everything that
happened.

Pretty much what you would expect. I
went to his yacht and he seduced me.

He hasn't changed.

Or I seduced him. I'm not quite sure. As
I said, he's very charming.

I think we can skip the graphics.

Just tell us what happened after the
panting stopped.

He wanted to test me.

Now that's a good sign.

I don't quite follow. What do you mean
by test me?

Well, he liked what he saw so far, but
he wanted to make sure.

Mark never was one to take anything for
granted, Mr. Carmichael. We were having

a post -coital cigarette on the deck of
his yacht.

I had enjoyed myself a bit more than I
thought and had to be on my guard.

There's someone I'd like you to meet.

Oh, great. He's had me, so now he's
going to share me with his friends.

No, that's not quite it.

I just thought you might like to meet a
friend of mine. She's quite fascinating,

really. And she's over 60.

Oh?

She was once one of the most sought
-after beauties of Europe when Prague

the center of Balkan culture.

Before the war ended, everything for the
royal families of Central Europe.

Her name is Countess Nadia Komenskaya.

Nadia Komenskaya?

That horny old fossil?

Where did he dig her up?

I swear, sometimes that boy does the
strangest things.

Did you meet her? Oh, yes.

The next night we had dinner at her
house.

At dinner, she talked mainly of the
romance of Central Europe before the

And now, of course, the Balkan countries
are all gone, swallowed by

communist bloc countries that were
bigger and more powerful.

Estonia. Croatia, Serbia, Latvia, all
gone.

Liechtenstein, of course, still exists,
but just for tourists.

The royal families all moved and fled to
Paris, to New York, to London.

That must have been so romantic.

Yes, that more than anything.

It was romantic, so romantic.

And the men.

I suppose I was foolish to have had so
many suitors.

But I was young, and I lived a full
life, such a full life.

The duel, they fought over me.

That's the only thing I regret.

Such a waste of fine young men.

Well, boys will be boys.

Yes, a little, darling.

But please.

I'll show you some photographs.

Oh, wonderful.

That must have been so charming. Yes,
indeed. I must admit, the funniest thing

remember.

Come.

Let us smoke. It will bring the past and
the present together.

What will we smoke?

Opium, of course.

The most sensual of all drugs.

Opium.

Feel the hot smoke fill your lungs.

It makes your mind spin with faraway
thoughts.

Essential thoughts.

Look how much you resemble me when I was
your age.

How much you seem like me.

I wonder.

Does your soul burn like mine did when I
saw a man I wanted? You feel a heat

burning inside your body, a smoldering
fire.

Yes, your needs and desires are more
than other women.

This heat inside you burning, you must
have him, all

of him.

Yes, Nadia, that's it.

You must have him, all of him, this hard
Cossack prince.

Your mouth is open, waiting for him.

Yes, Nadia, open your mouth to him.

Just a little at first.

Save it.

Savor each moment.

Savor each inch.

Let him fill your mouth.

with his hardness.

Oh, yes.

Let him fuck your face.

You must have his cock everywhere.

Let him surround you with his cock.

You must have his cock or you will die,
sweet Nadia.

Let him fill you with his hardness.

Does it burn you, my darling?

Tell me if it burns you. Tell me.

It burns.

Louder.

It burns.

That's it. Again.

It burns.

Yes, my sweet Nadia. Of course it burns.
Of course, my darling.

Feel his cock inside you. Tell him to
fuck you.

Tell him. Tell him.

Fuck me.

Again. Fuck me. Again.

Fuck me.

Again. Fuck me. Fuck me.

Tell him, Nadia.

Fuck me.

Fuck me.

Fuck me.

Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.

Oh, my God. Fuck me.

Yes.

Fuck me. Yes.

Fuck me.

Yes.

Fuck me. Yes.

Fuck me.

Oh, my darling, it's so good how you
burn for him.

But this is not enough, Nadia.

He must have all of you.

He must fuck all of you.

Say it, Nadia.

Say defile me.

Say defile me.

Defile me.

Fuck my ass.

Fuck my ass.

So remind me.

Oh, God.

Say it, sweet Nadia.

Get ready to taste his love, my darling.

Get ready to taste his hot cum.

Now, my darling.

Now.

Yes. Your son has some interesting
friends, Mrs. Carter.

For a man in your profession, you seem
to shock quite easily, Mr.

Carmichael.

Yes, you were right, my dear. He was
testing you.

But that's a very good sign.

He wants to know if your needs and wants
correspond to his own.

Mark has never been able to find a woman
whose sexual appetite equals himself.

That is until now.

Let's hope so, my dear.

Yes, you've handled yourself quite well.

I'm impressed.

But I wouldn't make the mistake of
becoming overconfident.

You see, the more attracted he is to
you, well, the more demands he will make

upon you.

And the tests were only the beginning.

It is his heart you are after.

Never forget that the way to Mark
Carter's heart is through his penis.

I wonder how much Mrs. Carter really
knows about her son.

After all, she did lose control over him
and had to hire me to get it back.

And what's all this about Mark being so
cunning?

Other than his sexual preoccupation,
Mark is a pussycat.

One more week with him and I'll have him
wrapped around my little finger.

And then we'll see.

Maybe it's time for me to leave the
company.

If I can get Mark to marry me.

I could buy the company.

Why should I share all this with Mark's
mother?

She's had hers.

Now it's my turn.

We'll see.

We'll just see.

Oh, Harry, I believe the lady needs some
champagne.

Right away, sir.

Oh, how lovely.

Yes, I would like a glass before lunch.

Harry, make sure the seagulls don't eat
this lunch.

Certainly, sir. I hate those bloody
seagulls. Oh, and, uh, Harry?

Yes, sir? Bring me the afternoon paper
as soon as it arrives.

Certainly, sir. As always.

Sonny, I don't want you to get the wrong
idea.

Oh, I know. You deeply respect me as an
individual, an intelligent human being,

and hope one day to make an honest woman
out of me.

That's just the point. I intend to do no
such thing.

Oh? My interest in you is purely sexual.

I'm not looking for a lifetime partner.

Just someone to have sexual adventures
with.

If you had intended anything else, I
wouldn't be here.

You're an unusual woman, Sonny.

Other women might be frightened by a
purely sexual relationship.

Well, let's just say our intentions are
compatible.

Sexually unimaginative men just bore me.
And you're far from being

unimaginative.

I had a good teacher.

What do you mean?

Oh, nothing.

Mark, that's not fair. Now, you told me
you had a good teacher. Tell me who it

was.

You really want to know?

Of course.

My mother.

And?

My mother was a chronically promiscuous
woman.

She did it to get even with my father.

She always made sure I was around
whenever she bestowed her favors on

callers, or any callers for that matter.

I remember the first time.

I was sitting in the back of our car.

My mother was taking me along on a
shopping trip to the city.

Edward, our filper, was waiting for my
mother.

Edward, if I told you once, I told you a
dozen times not to play that radio so

loud in your room at night.

Well, yes, ma 'am, but Mr. Carter said
that... I don't care what Mr. Carter

said. From now on, you'd better start
paying attention to what I say.

Yes, ma 'am, but I was just listening to
the election return.

Election return?

Oh, you probably voted for Stevenson.

It sounded like you had a woman in your
room.

Oh, no, ma 'am, I swear I didn't. Tell
me, Edward.

A big fellow like you? Why, I bet you
have one every night.

Oh, no, ma 'am, I don't. I swear to God.
Oh, is young Master Mark in the car?

Yes, ma 'am, he is. Good.

Edward, I want you to turn left, down
into this deserted road.

Mark, today we are going to start your
education.

in this automobile like a good little
boy.

Edward, I'm not through with you yet.

I think you lied to me before.

No, ma 'am, I didn't. I told you the
truth, I swear.

Don't you ever get lonely up there,
Edward?

Oh, come on.

I bet you do.

I bet you even think about women when
you're up there alone.

I'll bet you even think about me.

No, ma 'am, I swear I never would think
about you.

Of all people.

Do you mean that you find me
unattractive?

No, ma 'am, I didn't mean that. Not at
all.

Well, then you do think about me,
Edward.

And you do find me attractive.

Well, yes, ma 'am. I mean, no, ma 'am.

Oh, Edward.

Stop stuttering and pick them up.

Tell me, Edward.

What did you think about when you
thought about me?

It's all right, Edward. You can tell me.

After all, I was there, wasn't I?

Did you think about my legs, Edward?

I'll just bet you did, didn't you?

I bet you wondered what it was like to
touch them.

Or perhaps to kiss them?

Oh, get up, Edward. For God's sake,
don't grovel. Please, ma 'am.

But, ma 'am, young Master Mark is in the
car. He can see us. Bless him. It's all

part of his education.

I want you to touch my breasts, Edward.

But ma 'am, young master Mark.

Oh.

Don't think I never thought about you,
Edward.

I've often wondered what you looked like
with your trousers down.

But ma 'am, young master Mark. Young
master Mark.

Oh, pull your trousers down, Edward.

Pull them down!

on with your cock, Edward.

I've dreamed of sucking black dicks.

I want a reason when we get home.

Anything, Edward.

If you're good.

Oh, man, you can fuck.

my mouth.

Come all over my face and my mouth.

I'm going to shoot your black waddle in
my face.

that you but i'm sorry i

wonder how

many times mark saw his mother like that
i guess it doesn't matter what does

matter is that he told me about it he
must be beginning to trust me i almost

have him hooked Another day or two and
he'll be mine.

Then after the wedding, I'll simply cut
Carmichael and Mrs. Carter out of

everything.

Why should I share?

I've done all the work.

Mark will be mine and his money will be
mine.

All mine.

Hello?

Sonny, Carmichael here.

And Mrs. Carter's with me.

We were expecting you to call.

Oh, sorry, boss. I'm just very tired.

Keeping up with Mark Carter is no easy
job.

But you were making such lovely
progress, my dear.

Don't worry about that. The progress is
fine.

It's just taking a little longer than I
thought.

I hope you're not entertaining any ideas
of going it alone, Sonny.

Don't even give a second thought, Mrs.
Carter.

Mr. Carmichael will tell you.

Sunny, are you having any more
interesting adventures?

Well, I'm supposed to meet Mark at the
photographer's studio tomorrow.

Her name is Renata, and she's very well
known here in New York.

I don't know what he has planned, but
you never know with Mark.

Well, have fun. Oh, and Sunny.

Yes, Bob?

Keep in touch.

Yes, ma 'am. What is this Renata life?
Why does Mark want to do this?

Well, it's not my place to say so, miss.

Not to go against Mr. Mark's intentions,
but as far as Renata goes, she's an odd

one, miss. How do you mean?

Well, it's not my place, miss, but she's
so sexed up.

But she makes it sell.

She's made a bloody fortune selling
products through sex.

Come on.

Show me some chips.

Okay, hold it, hold it.

Great. All right, show me that chest.

Show me your chest.

Love it. Great.

Okay, now you over here.

Okay, hold it.

Great. Oh, perfect.

That muscle. Oh, show me some of that
chest.

You think you're fatter than he is?

Okay, prove it to me, huh?

Great. Okay,

get together. Get over here together.
Let me see you two.

Two big men over here.

Love it. Great.

Sorry I'm late. So much traffic.

That's Renata.

Mark,

you were right.

I like her.

I thought you would.

Well, that's reassuring.

What is it you're trying to sell here?

Oh, this?

I was just fooling around.

Our girl got sick this morning.

But, uh, you could do it.

Do what?

Be our model.

Don't be silly.

Look, we're doing a bra ad. Our fellows
here are some street toughs who are

raping you. When they're tearing open
your blouse, exposing your lovely bra,

then I just snap some pictures.

The line is...

You never know when you'll have to look
your best.

Mark, is she kidding?

Oh, I never did.

Okay, boys, now let's get into position.
We're going to tear this shirt right

off this little honey.

Okay? Get those fingers curled around
those buttons nice and tight.

Okay?

Ready, boys?

Right. Beautiful.

Very nice.

Hey, we're not out of that to cry, huh?
We can take that off.

Why not, Arnie?

Right. Rip it up.

Oh, hey,

boys.

Come on, let's do it.

Okay, boys, now, what are you doing with
all your tools, huh?

Let's get them out here working. Come
on.

Okay, now, don't let those things burn.
Don't let those things burn themselves.

Come on.

Bye -bye.

Thank you.

You get in here, too. Okay,

honey.

Come on.

Come on, man.

It's a Carter, sonny.

Very good. It's off. What do you say,
huh?

Great.

All right.

Let's do it.

Good.

Come on.

Give Sonny something nice and big.

Harder. Get it in there harder.

Oh, yeah.

Come on. Faster, honey.

Yeah,

get yours in there.

Right down the hatch.

Great. Oh, great.

Incredible.

Come on, boys. Get them both right down
her throat.

She's a hungry little thing.

Come on.

Good, keep going. Yeah, look how happy
she is.

Oh, she loves it.

Great.

I was surprised to hear from you, Mrs.
Carter. I didn't know you were in New

York. I love the sound of a calliope.

Don't you?

I brought Mark here when he was a little
boy.

Or did you know that?

No, I didn't.

Of course not. How could you?

It's funny.

I'm growing a little impatient about
your progress.

Oh, Mrs. Carter, you should know more
than anyone that Mark must be treated

delicately.

That's why I need to remind you that
we're dealing with a great deal of money

here. Money which is the concern of
several people.

Powerful people.

Just what is it you're trying to say,
Mrs. Carter?

The temptation could be too great for
you, my dear.

You could be tempted to go it alone.

You could be tempted to keep it all for
yourself.

I've told you before, Mrs. Carter, I'm a
company girl.

Be warned.

You signed a paper in the beginning
stating your intention in this matter.

If Mark ever found out, he'd drop you
like a hot potato.

Be warned.

Who does she think she's kidding?

If she wasn't afraid of my position with
Mark, she wouldn't be trying to fight

me. Once Mark is completely hooked, I'll
tell him everything.

It won't matter to him.

A little piece of paper won't get in my
way.

Nothing is going to get in my way.

What is it, Harry?

Six points without six points. Let me be
the first to congratulate you, sir.

Ah, thank you, Harry.

I don't understand.

You lost six points in the market and
you seem happy.

Let's just say my mother lost six
points.

And yes, I'm very happy about it.

You seem so angry at your mother. Is it
really just because she's so

promiscuous? She was more than just
promiscuous.

How do you mean?

My mother used sex as a weapon.

She could always spot a sexual weakness
in somebody.

And when she did, she would pounce like
a viper.

I remember the first time.

I was in my room reading Playboy.

Good night, Mark.

Oh, not that late, Mom.

There were plenty of peace
demonstrations for the weekend.

You're a bit young for that kind of
thing.

Mark, what was it you stacked under your
pillow when I came in?

Oh, nothing, Mom.

Mark, how long have you been reading
these?

Well, you needn't be embarrassed about
it. I mean, it is perfectly normal for a

boy your age to be interested in these
things.

Hmm.

It's a magical time in your life. You're
experiencing needs and feelings for the

first time.

Physical need.

I know that you masturbate often.

Oh, Mark.

Mark, it's all right.

I'm your mother.

I'm concerned about every part of your
life.

And sex is a big part.

It's tough being a teenage boy.

And girls your age, well, they don't
really understand.

They don't know how strong your desires
are.

Have you had sex with a girl yet, Mark?

No.

Of course not.

Younger girls don't understand what you
need.

Don't worry about it. I understand.

I can help you.

I can make you feel pleasure you never
knew existed.

Mother.

Mark.

Don't worry.

I want to make you feel pleasure.

Why, Mark?

You have an erection.

It excites you, doesn't it? The thought
of me giving you pleasure.

You're so hard.

I know what you need.

I can make you feel like a man.

Oh, mother.

Do you like my mouth on your cock, Mark?

It's the first time for you.

Mother.

Mother.

Mother.

I love your balls, Mark.

I like your balls.

I want you to come in my mouth, Mark.

I want you to squirt your juice all over
my face and down in my throat.

I want you to feel like a man for the
first time.

I want to control you, Mark.

Oh, you taste so good, Will.

I almost spilled all over my face.

Now you're a man.

Now you're a man and I've made you one.

Now I'll be the only woman in your life.

The only one.

Will, I think I'll rustle us up some
champagne.

So, the old bitch really did seduce him.

No matter. He's almost mine.

He trusts me completely now.

All I have to do is confront him with
the truth. Or at least my version of the

truth.

Somehow I have to get them all together
with me in control.

It shouldn't be that hard.

I'll think of something.

Mark has to believe I'm on his side.

I'll think of something.

You look beautiful.

I'm glad you could come.

What a great idea, a classroom party. Of
course.

Have some champagne.

Sunny throws good parties with the same
people every day. This is like a Tuesday

night at Plato's retreat.

Sunny says you've got the biggest dick
in the town.

Is that true?

Shit.

Hi.

Look, look, look.

Twins. Dressy twins over there.

This is gorgeous, man.

I do like the one on the right, but I
didn't like the one on the left.

Yeah, well, the one on the left has her
points.

You know, your invitation was so
mysterious.

Well, how could I refuse all this?

Well, it's just a bunch of my friends
who like to hang loose and have a good

time.

Listen, there's someone I'm dying to
meet.

Oh. Barry.

Barry, come here, darling.

Barry, I'd like you to meet Mrs. Carter.

Oh. I'm a fan, too.

Why don't you two go off and mingle a
bit?

Oh, so much fun.

Hi, honey.

Hi, darling.

You look just divine.

Right, yo. You don't want me to
compromise with you, Mr. Mark. I think I

that poor servant girl in the kitchen,
you know.

Go right ahead, Harry.

Help yourself.

Do you like the costume that I sent you?

Yes. Well, thank you for the costume.
It's a perfect fit. I knew it would be,

and I knew it was just a guy.

Can I have some champagne?

Sounds great.

Mark Carter. You're cute.

I've never seen you at Sonny's parties
before.

Look at this lovely room I found, and
it's all vacant just for us. Oh, that's

nice.

Boy. You know, I've got to love it with
you. Like, young girls just don't turn

me on.

You know, they laugh and giggle too
much, and they do too many drugs.

I don't do drugs.

You don't do drugs? No.

Well, then what do you do? I just like
to fuck.

Yeah, that's something only an older
woman understands.

Well, I'm not that old.

But I do like young boys who like to
fuck.

But I also like to give young boys head
first.

Oh,

if there's anything I love, it's sucking
a

young cock.

Oh, wow.

And look how big it is, too.

That's a Russian cock.

Oh,

young men are cocked like this.

Hey!

Cut it out!

You found something to amuse yourself
with.

She's not too bad.

I think I have something upstairs if
you'd like.

Sounds pretty good.

Well, excuse me.

Don't suck that cock.

You're pretty good.

But I don't know how it goes.

Hey, has anybody seen the Russian guy?
He went that -a -way.

Now listen, just wait here for one
minute, okay?

Watch them, it'll be amusing.

Don't be long.

Don't worry.

Mrs. Carter, would you mind if I took
this lovely young man for just one

Sonny. I'll bring him right back,
really. Right back.

Well, imagine that.

Champagne, Mrs. Carter?

Here we go.

Hey, we got the same costume.

Hey, man, where'd you get that at? How
about that?

Listen, honey, why don't you go get
yourself laid?

Well... Now, all right. Put your mask on
and your hat.

And a little surprise waiting for you
upstairs. A big surprise.

Sounds good.

Come on.

It's about time.

You better be worth this mask, man.

Oh, don't worry, she is.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, come on. Get back in there.

Come on, Maya. Come on. Come on.

Uh -huh. Oh, God.

God, Mark.

Sonny, you little dick.

I'm as surprised as you are, Mother.

Bother you, Mother?

What's the matter? It's my turn now.

No more sneaking up to my room in the
middle of the night.

I'm in control now.

How does it feel, Mother?

How does it feel?

Oh, she's in on it with me.

I have it in writing, Mark. She's just a
whore. A filthy whore. You're the

whore, mother.

I don't care what you have in writing.

You're the whore, mother.

Sonny, who's me now?

You're the whore.

Hi, Michael.

Hello, Sonny. You look surprised to see
me. Were you expecting someone else,

maybe? No.

Yes.

Mark sends his regards.

He was sorry he couldn't make it, but he
had a previous engagement.

Previous engagement? Well, something
like that.

You know, you became greedy, Sonny.

You wouldn't share.

And that's a shame.

One thing you've got to remember.

Everyone has a boss.

I was your boss, and Mark Carter was
mine. He knew everything from the

beginning.

What?

Why are you so shocked, Sonny?

I went to Mark with his mother's silly
scheme right from the start. He thought

it would be amusing to play it out, but
I'm really surprised at you.

And very disappointed. You were my
number one company girl.

What happens now?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

You don't have Mark Carter, and I'm
afraid you don't have a job either.

It's too bad you really were my number
one girl.

You rotten bastard.

Bastard? In my case, an accident of
birth.

But you, Sonny, you're a self -made
woman.