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The most important thing in my life, apart from work, was Robert.

My work, my latest books, were not selling too well.

They were too full of romance and too little sex, according to my editor.

The public wants beautiful stories, but they have to be erotic, full of

descriptions and relationships, both sexual and otherwise, true pornography.

Darling, you don't think you work too much?

You need to take a little rest.

I think you should think about something different.

I mean, me.

This inside don't exist anymore for you.

Don't be stupid.

You know that my work is for me important.

Thank you.

Oh, my God.

Four. Four.

Four.

So, baby, you can go sleep.

You don't come with me?

No, I stay here. I'm just working all night.

Okay, then. Good night, sweetie.

Good night.

I had started working again when I was interrupted by a telephone call from my

editor who told me that my latest book was not going too well.

So she was going to organize a meeting with my fans in a bookshop.

I will be done tomorrow.

Bye bye.

I had to start again.

This book would have been another flop.

I needed to rest, to be at my best for the next day.

A meeting in a bookshop was a good idea.

Anyway, Meridian was always good at looking after my career, and she knew

that I was going through a difficult time.

Thank you.

Hello. Hi.

I like your books.

Thank you.

I like all your books.

The story is very interesting, but the question

is, the story comes from your fantasy

or are your personal experience?

Victor.

Victor Vidal.

I can help you with your next book cool

Meridian was a very diplomatic woman, and not only was she my editor, she was

also my best friend.

Although there was considerable interest from my readers, sales were not going

particularly well, and she suggested I should take a holiday, at least a break,

to think about my work.

In other words, have some time off, and come back with new ideas.

I decided to follow her advice.

Robert had not come home yet.

This was not like him since he always told me where he was, especially when he

was coming back late.

Just when I really felt like making love.

oh

oh oh

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

Oh,

yes.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes. Let me come.

Yeah, let me come.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Two. Two.

Two. Two.

I tried to do some work, but apart from the title, I was quite unable to write

any more.

Dangerous Things.

Why had I thought of such a strange title?

In fact, I wanted to make love, and this title surprised me.

I wanted Robert.

No, perhaps I just wanted a man.

I was reminded of the man I had met in the bookshop.

He had really made an impression on me. His voice, his self-confidence.

Sorry, I'm not at home right now. Please leave a message and I will call you back

as soon as possible.

What an idiot, calling a stranger at this time of night.

What you think who you are that you call me so late?

Sorry, I didn't want to disturb you, but I found your number.

It's on my phone.

Who is it?

Victor.

Victor Vida.

Are you there?

Yeah, but how you got my phone number?

I told you you don't leave a message, so I decided to call you back to find out

what you want.

Oh. I'm sorry.

I got your phone, but I thought it is some journalist that I meet today.

Two o'clock is a little bit late to call a journalist.

I'm sorry.

Robert is not home, right?

How do you know it?

Stephanie is my daughter.

What are you talking about?

Stephanie is my daughter and Robert's lover.

What are you talking about Stephanie and Robert?

It was enough.

Stephanie... Hello?

Stephanie? Yeah, who's this?

Stephanie Vidal?

Yeah, who's this?

Bitch. This was the final straw.

I decided to go on holiday without Robert, since he apparently had other

distractions.

My destination was Brazil.

What a fantastic place!

I had no idea that I was going to love it so much.

I obviously really needed to get away from my routine, and already I felt full

of new ideas.

While I was driving round this fascinating city, I saw a man

hitchhiking.

Normally, I would never have stopped, but this time...

He was a young Frenchman on holiday who had come to see the carnival.

His name was Alan, and he was extremely handsome.

While we were talking, I could hardly keep my eyes off his body.

He had an excellent physique.

When we got to his hotel, he gave me a card with his room number.

it must have been the heat that made me desire a stranger but i was really

charmed by his french accent and his beautiful body i had not been so excited

for a long time

i had better go for a walk an excellent way to discover the city but maybe

yes maybe i will go and meet alan perhaps he'd like to go for a walk too

and discover the beauty of bahia or taste the carnival atmosphere

I told him about myself and he did the same.

He was an architect and lived in Paris.

We walked for ages and I felt myself relaxing, happy to be with him.

Robert was not part of my thoughts and I felt myself immersed in this incredible

situation, so far from my usual routine.

then alan invited me to join him and some friends that evening and i accepted

What a small world it is.

Who would have said that we would meet again under completely different

circumstances?

Oh, I was forgetting. May I introduce to you Monik,

an old friend of mine.

What are you doing here?

Don't tell me you are also staying in this hotel.

No, I'm just waiting for my friends.

Ah, well, I must be off.

Don't want to intrude, sorry.

Excuse me, I need to talk to you.

I know, but this is not the moment.

This is my room number.

Call me when you want, okay?

could not tear myself away.

This man fascinated me.

But I knew Alan would understand.

And anyway, we were going to meet that evening.

Alan took me to the house of a friend called Miguel along with another couple.

miguel was with a girl who wanted to make love with him but he did not take

his eyes off me for a moment i enjoyed it and at a certain point the girl left

immediately the atmosphere got steamy and i let myself go

Yeah.

Oh, yeah

I know.

Okay.

uh uh

Ah.

How are you getting on with your new novel?

Not very well.

I have only got the title so far.

I come here in Brazil, try and write fifth notes.

Try to find a situation that will really inspire me.

Ah, of course.

Well, this certainly is the right place for new experiences.

Excuse me, but how is this that you now seem to know everything about everyone?

How did you know about my man? He go off with this woman, Stephanie, and the

story was true.

Stephanie is my daughter.

Forgive me, perhaps I should now have told you about it.

Ah, this evening I can invite you to the home of some of Monique's friends.

I'm sorry, I'm not sure if I'm free tonight.

Right, but...

French boy.

I don't think he's the right kind of person for you.

I told you about him.

I saw you in the hotel with him.

You really think you can help anyone? Me, your friend Moni?

How you can know what is right and what is wrong for others?

I beg your pardon, I didn't want to offend you. It's just that I have seen

and experienced such things which no man could ever describe to you.

Listen to me, and you will see.

Your book will be a great success.

I had no idea what this man wanted from me.

But every time I met him, I was possessed by strange emotions.

I enjoyed the feelings he provoked in me.

Fear, curiosity, anxiety.

It was strange.

I liked him. I was attracted by his voice and his confident, elegant way of

doing things.

But I was afraid. I couldn't sleep.

My mind was full of all the things happening to me.

I wanted to call Robert.

But I had no idea what to say.

I was confused and terrified.

God, I was terrified by all the things that were happening to me.

It all seemed so real.

It must have been the heat that stopped me from sleeping properly.

What a strange dream.

The climate must have been affecting me.

But it gave me great ideas for my book.

What a wonderful holiday I called money and together with Alan and Miguel we

decided to take a trip in a boat and What an exciting trip it turned out to

be

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. .

Thank you.

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After crossing the whole of the carnival crowd, Miguel suggested going to a bath,

but I was exhausted, and I wanted to be alone for a bit.

So I asked Alan to take me home, and we left Miguel and Monique.

Oh, God, I can't sleep again.

It must be the heat.

I just can't relax.

around this fire to be the system.

Amen.

um

Oh.

Oh.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Once again, my sleep is interrupted.

I don't know what is bothering me.

Why I'm having such strange dreams.

Yes, I'll call Alan.

Hi Alan, it's me.

Can I meet you tonight on the beach?

Okay. See you later. Bye.

He knows how to make me feel good.

Well, you know, I'm very attracted by him. His virile masculine

looks provoke strong feelings in me, and I have an incredible desire to make

love.

uh uh

Alan always knows how to make me enjoy the beauty of life and its incredible

pleasures. Alan is the man I need now.

Thank you.

Bye. Bye.

Thank you.

I know that this adventure will have serious consequences for my relationship

with Robert.

But I'm sure that he too needed something else.

Luckily, my book is going very well.

Because I need some time to relax.

I was very tired.

I was so caught up in my novel that I had no idea it was sold.

I was alone with my thoughts when suddenly I had a most pleasant visit

from Miguel.

After all, he too is a very attractive man.

We decided to have a swim in the pool.

Hi, Miguel.

Oh.

Yeah.

That evening, I wanted to go back and be among the carnival crowds.

I wanted to be surrounded by that explosive joy attracting the people

there, dancing and enjoying themselves.

Monique had invited me to Miguel's place, but I had said to him that I was

not going.

So I told Monique to go on her own, and that I would call her later.

Don't forget that.

Don't forget that.

Remember don't remember don't remember

Oh, no.

oh

Ugh!

Monique had told me about a wonderful day with Alan and Miguel, and that they

were going to take a boat trip.

But once again, I avoided it.

I had to talk to Victor.

I know that you and Monique have become friends and more besides.

Yes, she's great, Gil. We are having a lot of fun together.

How are you getting on with your book?

Oh, really well.

It's a nil to finishing.

Just I need a very strong and good ending like the rest.

My readers must be amazing when they read it.

It's full of wonderful situation that is out of any work of pornography.

I'm happy for you.

You have a new look in your eyes.

I hope I shall get to read it before the others.

After all, I play a part in helping you finish it.

I don't know how.

What I'm writing comes out from my own fantasy.

Thanks to this experience, I'm going through the moment.

You believe...

You think that this alone was enough to knock down the walls of bourgeois and

hypocrisy which surrounded you.

Don't ignore your experiences here.

I did tell you that you would find new influences and more besides.

Stefani, her presence helped you end the fruitless relationship and there is much

more.

So you think I shall thank you?

for having the slut of the daughter who's still another man?

I want the book. I want to be your first reader.

You cannot refuse me death.

Ah, tonight there is a... The conversation with Victor

had only made the situation worse.

Yes, you are the best. Yes, you are the best. Yes, you are the best in any

contest.

Now,

I'm telling you this, my guys. I don't rampage up and add more sound.

Now, check out the wicked inspiration vibe and the junglist style. I'm getting

wicked and mad.

And it's deadly mad.

You're wicked!

My inspiration's just like that!

Oh, my boy!

Oh, my girl!

Wicked!

Say it again, my boy, selector! Wicked!

Say it again, my boy, selector!

You are the one, me are the one, you are moving up on the rising sun.

Boom shaka-tok, bubble in the frog, listen to the clicker cause you dead pon

-tok-tok. Winding up on the rubber double-edged, cause listen to the

clicker cause you a good friend of mine.

We'll be

right

back.

We'll be right back.

Oh

We can we can Chris

Oh yeah, yeah.

Thank you.

Oh.

I decided to go to Han's place, where Victor was waiting for me.

Victor led me into an enormous room.

I went forward confidently, without worrying what was going to happen.

His calmness reassured me.

I was not frightened.

On the contrary, I was excited.

Thank you.

oh oh

Yeah.

Thank you.

The people seem to have gone mad.

They're dancing, singing and drinking.

I'm frightened.

I hold on to Alan's hand like a little girl for fear of being left alone.

But I am alone.

Where's Alan?

Remember.

remember

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, my God.

thank you

Don't remember.

Don't remember.

Who are you?

The people call me in so many different ways.

Do you understand me?

What you want from me?

What I want from you?

Nothing.

You already gave me what I wanted.

I don't understand what you mean.

Writing your book for your sexual experience.

You will help me to spread.

my fate around the world.

Thank you.

What has happened?

Wasn't I with Alan?

What? Have I dreamt everything?

What a strange sense of anxiety.

This will be an excellent climax for my novel.

I must write it down immediately.

I'm sure it will be a great success.

Ha ha ha.