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Thank you.

Ugh.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Mom!

What time is it?

Eight o'clock.

I have to go to bed.

Already? Aren't you going to sleep with your husband?

Well, Ginette, it's not good.

We've already seen each other once this week.

Don't lie to me, my love.

I've prepared your little coffee.

No, today it's me who prepares the little jelly.

No, it's me.

Ah,

c'est bien. C'est bien.

Mom.

They're all drunk.

That's what he says.

Oh, that's nice.

Did you have a lot of friends today?

Yes. By the way, Agathe, my secretary, just came back from dinner tonight.

I have a file to finish and I have all the documentation I need.

Agathe, is that the news?

Yes, well, for two months now.

But he's very competent.

There's no milk?

In the fridge, on the floor.

You've got to be kidding me.

Not you.

Here.

It's a glass, isn't it?

Yes, it's a glass.

I'm going to make some coffee.

And you're going to have your coffee.

Come here,

come here, come here.

You changed your mind? What?

Only imbeciles don't change their minds.

I'll take a little drink if you want.

Yes.

What are you laughing at? I'm pinching you. Come here a little.

It's good, isn't it?

Raise your legs.

There you go.

Come on.

Raise your legs.

You're going to be good.

Come on.

Stop laughing and let me untie you.

Turn around.

Turn around like a dog.

Thank you. Thank you.

Come on, let's finish what we had for lunch.

Come on.

Wait.

Let's finish all this.

You didn't eat your croissant.

You didn't let me, did you?

What do you want me to say?

I still miss it.

They call me Eric.

Oh, my God.

After a week or so?

It's all right.

What reproach?

It's not a reproach.

I'm too intellectual.

That's why.

I don't think about sex.

I'm not as lowly as you are.

I'm going to bed.

I'm going to bed.

Are you going to take your mark?

Yes, after all this.

Be wise all by yourself.

C'est drôle.

J'ai de plus en plus envie de faire l'amour.

J'aimerais ne pas cesser la journée.

J'ai le faux ventre et le corps qui brûlent.

Je n'en peux plus.

Dès que je ferme les yeux, je vois les gens faire l'amour de toutes les

positions.

Hello.

Good morning, madam.

Yes.

Workers for the roof works.

They must come to repair the heating.

Of course.

I'll be there all morning.

No, no, no problem.

You can tell the site manager.

Goodbye.

I think you're going to kiss me tonight.

I hope we don't bother you.

I'll give you a hell of a remedy against loneliness.

Because, like all the women who stay at home while the husband works, you will

suffer a loneliness that the radio and television can't fill.

Thank you. You are very nice.

Thank you, madam.

So, we have books, the most complete ones.

And they are of great quality.

We are representing your book.

Here, nothing but classics.

Molière, the complete theater, Rabelais, the five books.

You sell them to the point?

But no, Rabelais wrote five books in all.

And it's an integral, huh?

We also have the comic book of Scarlett.

Very funny.

You don't have anything more sexy?

Cocky?

Licentious? Or pornographic?

Pornographic, you have to live with your time.

We have a complete work of Joan de Potira.

An author of the Middle Ages.

In my opinion, it's the opposite of ours.

And how is it?

Here, I'll read you a passage.

I've made a few of them that I have vivid memories of. My mouth was free,

and I sucked everything the castle had of tail.

From the small, fragile young whales, to the big, bare beaks of the peasants who

came to feed us.

And every time it unloaded in my mouth, I enjoyed more than you could do to me

by penetrating my throat.

It's the passage of Moses.

Do you sell a lot of them?

Rarely, because when we sell them, the men jump on us immediately.

And you don't like it?

We prefer women.

And you?

I take everything that presents itself.

Well, let's not waste time. We have a lot of clients.

That's the way, man.

You know how to twist yourself round and go on. You make my head, girl, I'm in a

whiff of lovin'. Out of sight, man, you've got it, girl, on my mind. You

make my head, girl, I'm in a whiff of lovin'. You make me what you make me.

It's a groovy tune, we're dancing till we...

I have to go.

Keep the books as a souvenir.

Thank you for everything.

That means one hand.

Why one hand?

It's dirty.

No, I don't see it.

I'm happy with my mother.

Well, that's for sure.

What do you want?

Well, you look.

While... While... It's to take or to leave.

If Alice agrees... If Luc wants, then come.

Oh.

Ugh.

Oh, God.

I got this for you.

Please.

Thank you.

Oh, my God.

Hello. No, I've never seen you.

No, I don't want to see you.

But I'm going to text you on the phone.

Are you ready?

To make a fool of yourself?

Put your head in your hand and shake it like a little child.

Are you stuttering?

Good.

Yes, you're listening to me.

When I was 17, my high school friends had prepared a surprise party.

We invited the boys, as we barely knew.

We danced, flirted.

I was the only one who wasn't a virgin anymore. And I wanted to go crazy.

I decided to start an orgy. I sucked my flirt.

The other girls didn't know what was going on.

They didn't dare.

I proposed to the guards to suck them.

All of them after the others.

There were seven of us.

When he braids hard, like you.

Now, stop braiding.

You're going to hurt yourself.

Don't screw up.

Listen.

He makes me excited.

It's all his bills.

One penetrated my heart, and the other in my neck.

The third one was sucking my tendons with another.

They braided for two years.

The seventh one was braiding while looking at us.

And the girls got drunk too.

The girl who first played with me, in the hand, then in my ass and stuff.

The others had huge faces.

And then the seventh one put on, and I played like a mad woman.

When they let go of her ass, the girls argued for the chess.

You played, you bastard.

Already? You want to come?

No?

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God.