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He's got me such a fire He's got me on fire

He's got me taking fire

When I think back on these past months, it seems I've come such a long way.

I've learned so much about myself, and it's wonderful.

to at last be free of guilt and suffering.

I know it may seem silly I haven't felt those things in the first place,

especially since I've always considered myself a liberated woman.

I'm 22 years old, a graduate of Vassar with a degree in comparative literature.

I turned down a scholarship for postgraduate study in France and instead

traveled around the world.

The Bahamas, the Pacific, the Caribbean, sailing on people's boats mostly.

I've always loved the water and being near it.

And we've always made friends easily.

You wouldn't think that I ever suffered from a sexual dysfunction.

At least that's what I thought it was.

And when I first met Michael, I was afraid that things would go wrong again

they had in the past with other lovers.

In fact, it almost turned out that way.

I remember that day so well.

Time for a swim?

Yeah, let's go in the water.

Let's pool around in the water.

I knew when I

first met Leslie, she was something special.

And it blew my mind that she went for me the way she did.

Eh, chemistry, I guess.

Oh, but man, what a cute little fox.

And what a dynamite body.

She's got the tightest little winky I've ever seen.

Imagine a guy like me with a package like her. I know she's been around.

Hey, we both have.

But when we get it on, it's so unreal.

Oh, baby.

Boy, I love looking at her.

She's got the kind of legs a sex maniac would turn out on a wave.

Think we can fool around in here?

And what a winky.

Yeah. Yeah.

Thank you.

Oh, he's so cute.

What are you doing?

So sexy.

Oh, look at you.

One second, man. What are you going to do?

Oh, baby.

Oh, look how pretty that is.

Oh, what a life. What a life.

Oh, I want to fuck you. You do?

Yeah. Oh, you want to sit on me? Mm -hmm.

Oh, look at that little pussy. Nice and slow.

Nice and slow?

Oh, God, that's wet.

That's wet.

Yes, sir.

Oh. Oh.

Yeah, that's it.

That's it. There's the stick again.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, baby.

Michael! Michael!

I'm sorry, Leslie. I guess I'm just not ready for this.

I'm sorry, Michael. I tried not to. It's just that when I get really excited,

I... A lot of people must do this every now and then.

That's okay.

I guess it must happen with a lot of people every now and then.

But I knew it wasn't okay.

Michael began to withdraw into himself.

Couldn't tell whether Michael was angry or maybe just hurt and confused.

We argued.

What is this? You're really going, huh?

What is this?

Grow up, Michael.

Yeah. And finally, we decided not to see each other for a while.

But it was awful to think that this was the end, not because of my problem.

How many times had I heard Guy say, that's okay, when I knew it really

And because it had happened again, it looked like another relationship had

down the tubes.

So, a few days after Michael and I broke up, I finally found the courage to seek

professional help.

When a friend suggested seeing a doctor who specializes in sexual disorders, I

decided to take the plunge.

I admit at first I was a little nervous.

But as soon as I met Dr. Elaine Reynolds, I felt more confident that I

the right thing.

She made me feel completely at ease as she took my personal history.

So then what happens, Dr. Reynolds, is I become so completely aroused and wet

that I can't control myself.

And when I climax, it feels as though I'm urinating at the same time.

There's not always a whole lot of it, and if a man's penis is inside of me, he

usually can't tell at all.

But is it okay if I just use plain language to say this? Oh, please do,

whatever terminology you feel comfortable with. We have no language

Thanks. Well, if a man's eating my pussy, I end up peeing in his face.

I see.

Does this happen every time you have an orgasm?

No, but it happens often enough.

The most recent crisis is when Michael, that's the man that I've been seeing

lately, said he didn't want to see me anymore.

He always told me it was because of my problem.

Oh. Well, I can't understand.

I do appreciate your candor.

I know how difficult it is to talk about these subjects.

Can you tell me a little more about your relationship with Michael?

Well, we've been seeing each other for about two months now.

He's a hunk of a guy, and he's also a really nice man.

He's a commercial fisherman, and he does marine salvage work on the side.

He has his own boat, and he takes really good care of himself.

I know that he's had a lot of girlfriends before me, but he says that

special.

He says he likes to hear me talk about existentialism and contemporary French

literature and then suck his cock.

Oh, is there anything you can do to help me, Doctor?

Please, call me Elaine. We're very informal here.

And as to your question, yes, I think that we can help you.

As a matter of fact, we have been doing studies here for some time.

that pertain directly to your case, and we have made some fascinating findings.

So you're saying my problem isn't any rare sexual abnormality?

No, not at all. Not at all. As a matter of fact, it doesn't even qualify as a

sexual dysfunction.

And if properly understood, there need be no problem with it at all.

Now, I want you to talk with Dr.

Randy Williams.

He's a research associate here, and he's worked very closely with a number of

people who have... Problems very similar to your own.

I'll get him.

Hello. Can you give me Dr. Williams' face?

Thank you.

Hello, Randy.

I have a new client here in my office. Are you free to come in and consult?

Okay, good.

Okay, thank you. Talk to you in a minute. Bye -bye.

Fine, he's on his way.

Now. While we're waiting for Dr. Williams, maybe I should give you a

background information.

Okay? A significant percentage of women appear to experience some form of

ejaculation during orgasm. As I listened to Dr. Williams go into more detail, I

felt so much more comfortable.

He explained that back in the 50s, some sex researchers had not only studied

female ejaculation, but that a man named Ernest Grafenberg had found what seemed

to be a pleasure point somewhere in the vagina that may be related to the

expulsion of fluid.

It was called the Grafenberg spot, or the G spot.

Then Dr. Reynolds mentioned that there was another woman client at the clinic

that afternoon who was going to be shown how to actually find and experience the

G spot.

She asked me if I'd be interested in participating in the procedure. I said

sure. Good.

Now, before we begin, I want to let you all know that anyone going through the G

-spot palpation procedure here at the clinic is bound to be a little nervous

first. This is normal.

Okay, we found that playing a little taped music really helps everyone to

So we'll be doing that.

Now, if everyone's ready.

We are.

Then we'll have Randy demonstrate the procedure.

The G -spot is located on the interior wall of the vagina.

In many cases, it can be felt by digital palpation, as I am now preparing to

demonstrate.

It's about half the distance between the cervix and the proximal side of the

pubococcygeus muscle, near the bladder neck.

When deep digital pressure is applied upward, there is an initial urge to

urinate. But this is quickly replaced by a strong, pleasurable feeling.

In some cases, the G -spots may swell and get harder with continued

as I am now doing.

This stimulation may lead to some form of orgasmic expulsion of fluid, which is

not always expelled forcefully.

Thank you, Randy. I think that that'll be fine, and I'll take over now.

Okay, now, here we go.

Not too cold, I hope? No.

Okay, now.

How does that feel?

I don't feel anything.

No?

No, we'll maintain the rhythm.

And it should take a little while.

I'm sorry. I just don't think something's not happening for me here.

Well, sometimes it takes a little time. Nothing to worry about.

Just relax.

It's fine.

Can I try that thing?

Certainly. Why don't you two just switch places, and I'll put on a new glove.

I'm sorry.

Oh, nothing to apologize for. Sometimes it takes a while. Just sit down here,

and you'll be fine.

Okay? Sit down and relax for a minute and watch.

Whatever your preference is. Whatever you feel most comfortable doing. It's

with me.

Well, let's take it off. It looks like it's giving you more problems than it is

anything else.

Perfect. Here we go.

That's it.

Very good.

Let's turn it off.

I hope this isn't a phone.

Yeah.

I think that you would make Dr. Grayson bird proud.

Thanks.

Amazing.

Elaine, sorry to interrupt, but there's a telephone call for you on line one.

They said it was important.

Oh, great.

Um, okay.

I'm sorry. I'm going to have to leave.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

Leslie, I've taken quite an interest in your case, and I have a suggestion to

make.

Now, as you may know, I do from time to time take a more active role in certain

clinical activities.

And, well, by this I mean that I personally assume the responsibilities

of a sexual surrogate.

Now, I know that you haven't been seeing Michael for a while, but I would like

to ask your permission to at least interview him with the understanding

may ask him, to come here to the clinic for some counseling and perhaps have to

assist him in a manner requiring surrogate therapy.

Well, Elaine, as you probably know, I've been seeing a bit of your associate,

Randy, and sure, I don't mind.

I guess what I want to say is don't fall in love.

No, no, I certainly won't do that.

And I really do appreciate your trust.

Thank you.

Goddamn motherfucking piece of shit boat!

Hey, Michael.

Michael. What's going on?

This fucking boat is driving me crazy, man.

Hey, hey, hey. Take a breath. Not the rancid little pilot.

Take a breath. Take a breath. All right?

Here.

I'm sorry, Rocky.

I don't know. I'm just a little uptight with her, you know?

But no big deal? Yeah. Fuck no.

Hey.

Hey, man, I figured...

It's a month before the season starts.

We're going to be ready, no problem.

Look, Michael, I don't mean to pry, but it's that girl, ain't it?

Yeah, probably so.

I'm thinking about it a lot.

Rocky, let me ask you something.

Sure.

You know that thing I was telling you about, you know, Leslie, spilling all

me when she came?

Yeah.

Well, uh, what do you think? You think I'm some kind of old -fashioned guy just

because I freak out when I, uh, taste piss?

Piss.

How do you know what it is?

You've been drinking pit?

Well, come on, man, you know what I mean.

Look, you know, I'm just a regular dude about a lot of things. It just freaks me

out, that's all.

I forget about it.

Hey, look. Do you want to take the rest of the day off? Go ahead.

Uh, no.

No, I can't. I got to stick around and Sheila's going to come by picking up

around four.

Oh, Sheila.

Hey,

I'm sorry I blew my top.

Nah.

Hey.

Well, I'm Elaine Reynolds.

Dr. Elaine Reynolds?

I have something I'd like to talk to you about.

All aboard.

Come on. Bring yourself down here.

I got

some work to do topside. You have tenants.

Okay, Rocky.

What's up, Doc?

Well... This Dr. Reynolds told me she was some kind of a sex researcher.

And that my name had come up during an interview which she had with, of all

people, Leslie.

Well, I guess I could explain.

Before I could get upset about it, she told me that Leslie had nothing to do

with her coming here.

Only that patient confidentiality hadn't been broken. That Leslie had given

approval for her to look me up.

Then she started talking about women and orgasm.

And how there really was some kind of fluid they expelled when really aroused.

Apparently it was new research data that was just beginning to show up.

And she said it may have a connection with an area in women's pussies that

people were just now getting hip to.

Well, I couldn't believe it.

Here was this doctor lady.

And I could see that underneath that dress she was a stone fox. And here she

going on about the most intimate things.

She suggested maybe I'd like to see her at the clinic. Well, when I said no to

that, she gave me a ticket to a place called Club Edwina.

Said it was an exclusive private sex club where she did a little moonlighting

a consultant.

I could check things out for myself.

I said I'd think about it.

Hey, come on down here, Sheila.

Thank you.

Oh, there.

Okay, now I can show you something of what I was talking about.

Well, here.

Put this on.

What for?

Well, it's not going to take long.

It's distressing.

A little funny.

Yeah, it is. I love the text to go that way sometimes.

Okay.

Okay.

This is a very simple technique that I'm going to show you here. And there's

really nothing to be intimidated about at all.

Okay.

Now,

what I want you to do is open your fingers now.

Okay, now just insert them gently.

There we go. Now, peel up on the vagina wall about two inches up.

You feel? You feel? Uh -huh. Okay, now, I want you to palpitate that very

firmly, like a motion, kind of like that. Firm. A firm motion.

Regularly. Yeah, like that.

That's how you stimulate somebody's G -spot.

Want me to stop? No. No, no, no, no, no. Don't stop.

Never stop once you start with a lady.

Okay, that's good.

That's very good.

Let's see, this will give me an orgasm in a while.

In a short time here, yeah.

Vigorously.

But a rhythmic motion, not vibratory.

Use those fingers to palpitate.

Up inside.

The whole hand, no. The fingers, yeah. That's all I'm doing. There, there,

there. Now you've got it.

I think you've got it.

It's kind of weird, I've got to admit.

Oh, oh, but it... Look at the hurt.

How good it feels.

Really? Yeah.

I feel it.

I feel it getting bigger.

Yeah, there is a flow of blood to the genitals while you're doing it.

So you see what I mean?

Yeah, sure do, Doc.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

That was a professional demonstration that I think was needed. I don't think

that doing anything more at this point would be professional.

Jeez, Doc.

Whatever you say.

That's the way it is.

Same thing as Leslie.

I know. I know. It's amazing, isn't it?

A lot of women have this.

Percentage. A percentage, a significant enough percentage for it to be notable

to sociologists, absolutely, and sexologists.

Huh. It's just like lubrication fluid.

Maybe I've just been a jerk about all this. No, no, not at all. I

don't think that's true. I just don't think that you knew about it. Most

don't.

There's nothing sure to get at it at all.

Oh.

Yeah.

Well done.

Thank you. Thank you.

anything.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Randy and I continued to see each other. He was a really sweet guy.

Very caring, affectionate.

And I knew that I needed that.

Someone to take my mind off of Michael.

There was no use denying it.

I missed him.

Missed his touch.

Missed his cock.

I asked Dr.

Reynolds if she had seen him. She said that she had, but she hoped I understood

that it wasn't ethical for her to say much more.

I knew it wasn't right for me to ask her to intercede for me.

And I admired her for that.

I remember this one day when Randy took me to this workshop to see a guy about

welding something.

I've always gone for guys that do things with their hands, like fishermen and

carpenters working construction.

Sometimes it was strange.

I'd find myself spacing out, sometimes thinking about making it with Michael.

As I sat there waiting, I watched this real hunk of a guy wearing this leather

thing and wearing a mask.

The lights and the welding and the spots.

Looking at him got me so hot.

And I floated away into the most wonderful fantasy.

Thank you.

Thank you.

No!

I guess I was curious more than anything.

I'd never heard of this place.

Man, it sure was plush.

What a setup.

Dr. Reynolds said it was a private club.

Exclusive.

Where members could relax and if they wanted, act out a few fantasies. Or just

watch.

Well, there sure was plenty to look at.

Oh, my gosh.

Good. Yeah.

Yeah. Uh -huh. Uh -huh. Oh, yeah.

Oh. Uh -huh. Uh -huh. Oh, God. Oh, no.

Oh, God. Oh,

God.

Oh,

yeah.

Oh, honey.

Is your name Michael?

Yes, it is.

Someone looking for me?

Well, in a way, maybe.

Actually, Dr.

Reynolds told me I might see you here.

My name's Sasha.

Sasha?

That's a lovely name.

Thank you.

Elaine told me you've been doing some research on G -spot phobia.

Have you suffered from that condition?

Well, maybe.

But I think I'm getting over it quickly.

And do you know where to find and touch a woman's G -spot?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Is that it? Yeah. Is that the part?

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

Beautiful thing.

Swallowing it all in my hand.

Oh, God, Sasha.

Oh,

your mouth feels so good.

Oh,

it feels so good. Oh,

God.

Oh, don't make me come here.

That's good.

Oh,

that feels good.

Sasha. Yeah.

Oh, God.

Really. Oh, Michael.

Oh, yes.

Oh, dear.

Oh,

dear.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Funny how things work out.

Elaine invited me to a party on a friend's houseboat.

It was just a small affair, she said.

A few nice folks she said I'd like to meet.

It wasn't a date, exactly.

Just show up, bring a bottle of wine.

Something in her voice, a kind of insistent tone, I guess, urged me to be

So, I said sure.

Funny, I wasn't thinking so much of seeing Elaine again.

I guess I wanted to pin her down and ask her about Leslie.

Oh, God, I miss that girl.

Hi,

everybody.

Hey. Rocky.

Hi. How you been?

Leslie. Elaine.

Good of you to come. Thank you.

Here.

Let me introduce you to one of the occupants of our floating pleasure

Leslie, this is Sandy. Oh, Leslie, it's nice to see you again.

Hi, Sandy.

I'm sure that you two have seen each other at the Institute.

What are you doing here? I don't know a place like this.

Hey, everybody. Sorry I'm late.

Michael. Leslie.

I missed you.

Oh, he undoubtedly is.

Would you like a drink?

I'd love one.

Do you know I was going to be here?

No. Did you know I was going to be here?

No, I didn't.

Here's to being here.

To us.

To us.

Well, so how are you two doing?

Hey, Doc, was this a set -up or what?

Oh, nothing of the kind, Michael. I mean, what do you think we are, cupids?

We just thought that two clients who had conquered their...

dreaded G -spot phobia might have something in common to share.

Let's go take a walk.

Okay.

Who would ever believe things could have turned out this way?

And here I almost didn't show up to that party.

Leslie and I could hardly stop talking. We had so much to say to each other.

Dr. Reynolds and her associate Randy were, of course, guilty as charged with

bringing us back together.

Thank God for that.

I understand what the problem is. It's really not a problem.

Nice to know that there's still such a thing as happy endings.

I know I've been a jerk.

Whether you want to see me again or not, I want to see you.

Then it got me touchin' fire Then it got me burnin' fast

It got me takin' fire, fire, fire

Good to be alive.

It was so unbelievable how it all turned out.

And I knew now that any fears that Michael and I had ever had about juices

any kind were now a thing of the past.

We had each explored something new about our own sexuality, and with the help of

some very special people, we've been brought back together.

There's even a big bonus.

A beautiful little thing called the Grafenberg spot.

Oh, baby.

If a daddy loves his mama, he's gonna take her higher.

He'll find a fire in the street.

He'll put his soul on fire.

When a daddy loves his mama, he keeps those home fires hot.

So hang on to your hand, big daddy. We're going to my...

Joy I'm a real woman If you're no little

boy Call me over, honey

Give it all you got We will come together

He can satisfy.

Finds a place to set her spinning on that you can't realize.

When a man shows a woman, he feels it deep inside.

So if you're looking for instructions, the doctor is...

all of that stuff

No, what am I doing?

Come on.

Come on.

Come on, baby.

Come on.

Come on, my face.

Come on.

Come on, my face.

Shut up.

Shut the fuck up.

Well, that's a close -up shot of a boy.

You guys are all in it. We are. We're rolling back. Oh, Jesus.

Why didn't you move your hand off the other side?

You're blocking us.

Did that hurt?

I'm just kidding. It's okay. Keep going.

There you go, Trace. Put your hand down.

Pull this hand out of the way. I can't hold these dicks down. It's like popping

up.

We can do it. We can do it.

Ready?

Is this good right here? Give me an action.

Fine, Max. Action. All right.

Okay, we'll get some movement in there.

Go back home.

I certainly didn't soak everything.

What's the very best, Max?

Scene 2P, shot XX.

Ginger. Ginger Lynn. Ginger Lynn, of course.

Well,

as we all know, I mean, Ginger will verify this.

For something to be obscene in America today, it must, of course, appeal to the

prurient, that is, the morbid or the shameful interest of the average

applying contemporary community standards. It must certainly lack

political, artistic, and... Let's have Ginger in the middle now.

Well, I've noticed things this morning.

They are shooting film on this, aren't they? Why are they shooting film?

He's not sure.

In some cases, the G -spot may swell and get harder with continued stimulation,

as I am now doing.

This is stimulation.