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(slurping)

Oh, that's tight.

Oh.

Ow.

Oh, God.

Feels good.

Oh, Janet.

[Groaning]

(heavy breathing)

Oh, God, that feels good.

My mouth.

It's getting better, baby. It's okay.

I can't forget it.

I can't forget it. I can't forget it.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, God, he was cute.

Oh.

Oh, God, that feels good.

I think you just gotta do something about this.

I heard of a clinic where **** victims go

and talk their problems over with people who've had similar problems.

I think it's worth a try.

No, I just couldn't. I just couldn't talk to strangers.

You've got to.

Do you think maybe it would help me?

Yes.

Great. I'll try it.

Now you see darling, the whole point of this clinic is people, especially, you know, young people, you know, really have such difficulty expressing their whole thing about this **** occurrence in their life.

They have such terrible guilt from it. You must talk about it. That's the only way.

Oh, are you Bonnie?

Yes.

Oh, do come sit down and listen.

I don't think I can talk about it.

Oh, now, now, don't be silly *****. This young lady has gone through the same, you know, terrible experience you have, haven't you Bonnie?

And she's here because she has to, you know, she has to talk about it too, so don't be frightened. Just tell, just sit and tell us all about it, okay? And I'll understand.

Well...

Okay? Alright.

Um, I don't, I don't know why I decided to walk home that night. I guess I was trying to save my cat's hair.

Well, it must have been 20 minutes before I realized I'd taken the wrong turn. And I was in the wrong neighborhood. And then I realized I was being followed also.

Um, I heard snickering laughter. And when I walked faster, they walked faster. And I took another wrong turn. And the next thing I knew, I was in a dead end alley and there were two shadows approaching.

Hey, come on, we're gonna take a look at you.

Come on, we'll let you go.

Come on.

Hey, we just want to look at you.

Right, Heady Doc?

Right.

Come on, come on, come on, take it off.

Hey, come on, we just want to look at you.

Come on, we're about to close.

Get this thing off.

Come on.

We'll let you go.

Promise.

Take the clothes off, girl.

Come on!

And, uh, you're looking at stuff, huh?

Come on! Move! Move!

Take 'em off!

Look at this.

Hey, get the rest of it off.

Come on.

We'll let you go.

Let's take a look at it.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Damn.

All right.

Hey.

Hey, Johnny.

You get a good look at that?

Wow.

Hey.

Come on.

Hey, look at our little contest.

Like we used to do at the farm.

Dear, dear, dear, you really must continue.

The whole point of this clinic is for people to unburden themselves of their guilt, you know?

And you really must... we all, we both understand.

I understand.

Well, I really didn't know what that maniac had in mind until he came back with a can filled with car grease.

Don't move or I'll kill you.

Oh, now I see a road!

I can't handle that speed!

Don't hold back now! Get it out! Get it out!

Don't stop now.

No!

I tried to keep my legs closed, but they were already breaking my knees already.

There was the smell and the awful grease everywhere.

(growling)

[Groaning]

[Groaning]

[Groaning]

[Groaning]

Take it all in.

[Panting]

[Groaning]

Listening to that poor girl tell such a gruesome story helped me realize that my own experience might not be as bad as it could have been.

Glad to see my idea was a good one. I wanted you to come to bed and see if your new treatment's working.

I just hope that judging all that up doesn't have the opposite effect on me.

It's a very important part of my life.

That's why I feel so strongly about this.

Well, I think you really have convinced me, Philip.

Yes, I really do.

Oh, Bonnie.

Where's Darlene?

Who's he?

What's a man doing here?

Oh, one thing at a time, Bonnie.

Well Darlene's gone because she's cured.

She's finally rid herself of this horrible torment she carried around for years.

And this is Philip.

You know, he's just been telling me the past half an hour about a terrible, emotional,

scarred, **** experience that happened to him.

You know, the same thing that happened to you and Darlene.

And you know, he's made me realize one thing.

That we certainly cannot limit this clinic to women.

We have to include men.

Because they might have the same kind of experiences.

So we can't be just, you know, just for women only.

So why don't you sit down and begin?

Perhaps it would help if I begin.

Never, never.

I could never go through this in front of a strange man.

It took me years before I could even tell my husband.

Even then I left out a lot.

Maybe listening to me would help relax her.

Of course.

It was quite some time ago.

I was driving around in my car with no particular place in mind to go.

And I saw these two girls hitchhiking.

I'll never understand why I stopped and picked them up.

It's not the sort of thing I ordinarily do.

Anyway, I stopped the car and they got in.

Maybe subconsciously I had lecherous thoughts.

I tried to make conversation and I felt something against my neck.

It was *****.

They forced me to drive to an abandoned warehouse.

They forced me inside the plane.

I didn't make any.

No credit cards?

No, that's all I have.

I'm not taking you for a ride, buddy.

That's all I have.

Come on.

Is that everything?

That's all I have.

Are you sure?

Yes.

I can write you a check.

I have more money.

You do?

At home.

OK, that's good.

Hey, Carmen.

Take a look at this thin wall we're out of here.

No, no.

Isn't it just you?

Listen, listen.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, yeah.

Come on.

I don't understand.

No, you can't do that.

No, come on.

Take it off.

I have a lot of clothes.

Take it off.

Hey, that's *******.

Come on.

No.

Take it off.

All of the pants.

Take it off.

I can write you a check.

Be careful with that.

specimen, aren't you?

I'll cut your balls off, you dildo.

Great idea.

Used as a pump.

I didn't show that part.

No, please.

Then shut up!

You can take my car. You want my car.

Anything but this.

No.

Here.

(sighs)

I'll get this thing.

Yeah.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Look at this, Tom.

[moaning]

Oh, God, that feels good.

It's not a good deal, don't eat it.

You stick your finger.

Oh, yeah.

Karma.

Oh, you stuck me with this finger.

Oh, no, no, no.

You stick your fingers with my heart.

Because I'm ashamed and embarrassed.

Would it help if I told you something of what happened to me?

Please.

It happened while I was still in college. I was at the library late.

He must have followed me back to my apartment from somewhere near there.

I was too busy thinking about finals to realize that anything else could possibly be happening in the world.

I was back in my place getting settled in for an evening study when I turned and saw something that's haunted me every night since.

Come on, more!

Off, take it off!

No!

Come on, come on!

Take it off!

Come on, come on!

Put it in there!

No!

Come on!

Come on. Come on.

Get down there. Get them off.

Come on. Please. Come on.

Come on, where is it?

No, I don't have any more.

Where is it?

No!

Ah!

One sec. Come on.

(laughing)

It's okay, ***. Take it easy.

Relax. I'll finish my story.

Well, those two teenage gangsters worked themselves into a frenzy.

They started referring to me as a doldo.

They decided they were going to go even further.

One of them placed her mouth in my organ.

And then they said something terrible.

I don't know.

Oh, it feels good. Give me your hand.

Oh, it feels good. Oh, it looks good.

You should get the rest of the gang here for him.

Oh, yeah, they'd love this. They'd love this dildo.

Come on.

(heavy breathing)

I've got to call my help. - I'll put them on.

No, not that.

Oh!

Oh, my God, you're...

Oh, no, don't.

Oh, no, no.

Oh, please, no.

Did they? Did they?

Thank God, no.

Apparently, they were only trying to torment me.

I fainted, as you did.

When I awoke, I was alone.

This is the first time I've told the whole story to anyone.

When I came out of my feint, unlike your story, no one was gone.

He was still there, leering over me, waiting for me to come too so he could take his rotten pleasure.

Miss Irwin, I feel as if I put down a heavy load.

Do you think it would be alright if Phillip and I talked about this further?

I mean...

What do you think, Philip?

Well, I'd like to talk to Bonnie also.

I feel like sharing this experience with her today, like I've known her a long time.

Yes, I'm sure that would be fine.

Thank you.

Remember, only if you share your problems with others can you overcome the traumas of life.

It's been quite a day.

Yeah.

You know, somehow I feel that this is all okay.

Even my husband wouldn't object.

It's kind of like part of the therapy.

I understand.

We're both in the same boat, Bonnie.

I think we both need that sex therapy.

(sighs)