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Thank you.
Cold.
Frigid. The incapable of loving.
All my money can't buy the one thing I want, need from you.
Love.
You don't want love.
You don't even know what it means.
The longer we live together, the more I grow to hate you.
You're cold.
Cold.
Cold like ice I'm
all right now. I don't need to drink
your late husband was a meticulous planner You may need this
Even his untimely death didn't catch him unprepared
You could end up a very wealthy widow could
He always had his way.
Now in death, he still wants his way.
I was more than Michael's attorney. I was his personal friend as well.
Prior to his death, he told me of his marital problems.
Well, I don't understand.
What has that to do with me now?
His estate runs into the millions, and you could be the sole beneficiary.
You'll understand better after you hear the will.
Michael taped requirements.
Unusual, but legal.
Knowing what's on the tape, I feel it's better that you hear it yourself first.
Hello, my dear.
You're a beautiful woman with social grace.
You have both the physical and mental attributes that allow you to walk in any
circle.
And now...
You will have the wealth to satisfy your fondest dreams.
But even with all this, you will rapidly wither and grow old.
Dust will collect between your legs.
Oh, you filthy, dead bastard. Think not less of me.
For even for my grave, I love you.
You, in turn, must learn to love freely.
And eagerly.
That is the only requirement in order for you to inherit my estate.
To start with, you will learn love for one's self.
Yes, masturbation.
You will progress much like a child growing up.
After you have enjoyed your own body,
You will see how much a stranger can enjoy it too.
You will exhibit yourself while masturbating to a total stranger to
I'm sure you can arrange an innocent enough encounter.
Now you will touch and taste.
Be touched and tasted by another woman.
Sick. It's utterly sick.
You will learn to like the touch of a woman's hands and tongue.
You will give yourself to another woman.
No. I refuse to be degraded by that utter filth coming from a dead animal.
Okay.
You've gone this far.
Let's play it to the end.
You will have grown so rapidly by now, you will be ready to experience the
a woman has over men.
You will taunt and tease not one man, but many.
You will deny them what your body has promised.
Your final test will be to want a man like I wanted you.
A want bordering on pain.
You will crawl to him on your belly. Your want and sexual need will consume
All this should not take a professional actress too long to accomplish.
Goodbye, my love.
I did love you.
The choice is yours.
I doubt if the will can be broken.
Even if you refuse, some of the estate will go to you.
But the remainder will go to a non -profit organization that, quite
accustomed and prepared to fight in court for what has been left to them as
contested. And I don't think you want this type of thing made public.
If you allow this to happen, you're less of a man than he was.
Go home and think about it.
Go home and masturbate.
That's your decision. I'm sure you've masturbated for a lot less.
I'm not frigid.
Michael was mean.
Cruel.
He enjoyed the pleasures of pain.
I don't even hate Michael.
But I despise you for being part of this.
And myself.
For being too weak to fight a dead man's sick wishes.
I'll do it. I'll...
I'll do it.
Would you care to watch me?
If I'm not mistaken, that's phase two.
Hello. Marshall, this is Monique.
I masturbated.
Listen.
Say it. This is one nearing completion.
Do you want to come over and watch?
No, I'm not drunk.
I wouldn't be doing this if it weren't for some dead, sick animal.
Open your mouth wide.
Does that excite your legal prick?
Are you horrid?
I just buried your face between my soft, velvety thighs.
I'm so warm.
Oh, baby.
I wish you were here.
Look, he's here now.
Um, okay, send her in.
Come in.
Come right in.
Well, you certainly seem to have survived last night's ordeal with flying
colors.
In fact, your face has a rather pleasant glow to it.
Well, the color is from embarrassment, not from sexual enlightenment, I assure
you. Masturbation is nothing new to me.
If you'd stopped by my house last night, you could have had first -hand
knowledge as to my warmth, not coldness.
Monique, my fucking you wouldn't have accomplished a thing.
I am first, last, and foremost a lawyer, and a damn good one.
Now, in order for you to inherit your husband's estate, it will be necessary
you to follow his wish to the letter.
Do you understand?
Well, you don't mince words, do you?
These are my husband's remains, I assume.
I'll take these with me.
And seeing as how you don't seem to care, I'll go out and find someone who
interested in what I do to myself.
Sunshine to feet, please.
the out.
3 -2 pitch.
In the dirt.
Backhand by Hansen and a saver run.
Folding bases are loaded but Hansen saves the tying run for 3 -2.
Bitch hit the mic.
Jesus.
I can smell it coming.
It's gonna be one of those fucking days again.
goes to the spread.
Hit. Neckleball. Foul tip.
Heft turn. Check. Square.
Eckler to the side.
Tech dog is back.
Two outs.
Exciting battle there. You over.
Sunday. We'll have another one.
Devon's going.
You filthy pervert!
Oh.
Oh.
Boy, after what you've just been through, I'm sure you'll enjoy the club.
To think, my fat -ass husband feels the safest place for me is at this private
woman's club.
And that stupid inconsiderate prick even pays the tab.
I just want a nice, easy rep down.
Then I'll make sure it's fat.
Last week, I had this desire to suck cock.
Not my husband's.
Awful. I went to the club, and they brought in this beautiful young boy.
About 21, 22.
A bodybuilder. He was so shy, he was almost embarrassed.
But he let me. And honey, I did it.
All the while I was thinking, my stupid husband is paying for this.
For me to suck off some young kid.
I enjoyed it even more.
The funny part is, I saw the bill this morning on his desk. And you know, the
club charged it to liquid diet.
The one kernel rule here is, Monique, that we all mind our own business. This
place was established to satisfy women.
Holly, I am so pleased to see you brought a friend.
Will you excuse me?
I want to take a sauna.
You know, my dear, in this club we think of everything.
There isn't a single desire we can't satisfy.
I'm very glad to be here, you know.
I mean any desire.
Well, Monique, we can change in here.
Do all the female attendants here do that?
I don't know if your girl does, but today I want a man.
I'll take a liquid diet any day.
How do I tell her that I want more?
Just ask.
You will learn to like the touch of a woman's hands and tongue.
Give yourself to another woman.
Now you will touch and taste.
Be touched and tasted by another woman.
I do appreciate your candor and your graphic detail as to your sexual growth.
But your deflowering in your many perverted ways does not interest me
whatsoever.
My deflowering?
My perverted ways?
Oh, you.
You sanctimonious bastard.
I didn't write the will.
I didn't make the fucking rules.
The rules of fucking, I guess I should say.
It was you.
You and that degenerate husband of mine who devised this sick game.
But I'll tell you one thing.
I'm going to finish it.
I just hope that when I do that there's enough left of me to bathe in clean
water.
Monique, let's stop all this.
I'm sure in time I can break the will.
Time and money.
My money.
Yeah, but this game could backfire.
You could be hurt.
I mean physically hurt.
Any time a person is required by a will to perform an act which may be injurious
or illegal, then that portion of the will is negated. Now, if one portion of
will is negated, I might be able to get the entire will declared illegal.
I don't want anything from you.
Not even your legal prick.
If you're so damned concerned about my well -being, join me.
I'm going to my own rape.
Damn it. Fuck. It's gonna be one of them nights lady if your car broke down
you're welcome to use the phone But that's all no high -class plumbing
I got enough problems here tonight Lady
we told you no high -class slumming
In order to slum one must go to the slums. No, I don't consider myself nor
consider these gentlemen Slum dwellers. Are you trying to be cute or something?
Are you a slum dweller?
Oh, no, I ain't no slum dweller. I wouldn't be paying this kind of money
beer in no fucking slum bar.
Shit.
He charges more for beer than any guy on the block.
Never gives a guy a free one. Okay, lady, I warned you not to give.
Well, wait a minute.
She ain't bothering me.
She bought a new sidecar?
Hey, the only thing bothering me is the price of beer in this high -class bar.
She bought a new guy's sidecar?
Besides that, the lady's... Let her stay.
She smells good.
Don't give me any trouble or out on your furry ass you go.
Now, can I have a glass of your finest wine?
We have two kinds.
We have the red.
We have the white.
What is it?
A cup of bread, ma 'am.
Oh, and leave the bottle to my friend.
Are you here to join me?
Don't mind if I do.
Not too often a lady buys me a drink.
Seeing that it's a big bottle and there's only two of you, I'd be glad to
you.
Now, invite your friends, too.
Hey, you guys, come on. The nice lady here is buying everybody a drink. All
right.
Thank you.
That's a good place.
Late, but here.
Come on, boys, come and get it. Mother's milk.
Oh, put that bad excuse of a breast away.
You know they like mine better.
Service. Where's the fucking service around here?
Does the lady have to raise her voice in order to get a drink?
Sidecar.
Get your ass over here.
I'm sitting on your present.
Now that's some lady over there.
Besides that, she smells good.
That's all you're going to get. And only if she wets her silk drawers.
Hey, sign car. Why don't you and I go in the back room?
I've been keeping your dinner warm all the way over here.
Honey, you better take that thing home and reheat it. It looks like the moss
will eat on it. My legs have been keeping you and all the other guys
content for quite some time.
Man, what I couldn't do with something like that.
Hell, bingo.
That bitch wouldn't let you smell it, much less touch it.
Oh, yes, she will.
She already said that.
What'd she say?
She said that she smells good all over.
She said that if I like the smell, then smell inside and out.
Got me tingling when she said that.
Then she said that I could smell her, and if I like the smell, then I could
even... Taste where it smells the best.
You son of a bitch. Bingo. God damn you. Lie, lie, lie.
She did so.
She did so.
She did so.
Well then, shit, why don't you do it?
All right, then. I will.
What's that damn fool doing?
Sidecar.
Go over and see what's happening.
I won't let them fuck me for a week.
That's what I'll do.
I'll let them watch.
Bingo! Bingo!
I won!
We don't like your kind down here.
Get your stinking ass out of here before I throw you out.
Monique, that's Lee.
I used to get to be a very ugly crowd.
Who are you calling ugly, man?
Damn it, sidecar! Get in here!
You're a creep.
It's over.
I'm satisfied.
This state's yours.
I'm not satisfied.
And neither are you.
We'll be right back.
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