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So, does it give you a heart on a laced?

I've got a heart on, my friend.

Look, it doesn't matter which one we choose. I'll prove it.

I'll take care of the one in white, and you can take care of this lovely girl in

black. What do you say?

for your pleasure.

We get ours as it comes.

And you, the bride?

You can get more of a heart on when I'm wearing your color.

So do I.

It feels so good now. It makes me feel like I make love to a virgin.

I think that Gil is now a better lay.

Hearing you talk like that makes me swell in your beautiful ass.

We've seen it in the real world.

have to find them all in black.

Widows. Young ones, of course.

Yeah, but how can you spot a widow?

The period of mourning is so short.

In there.

Their obituary.

It has to be of some use, doesn't it?

Look here.

See it in print.

You see them for direct contact.

I'd rather send a letter of condolence.

Maybe it's because I'm shy.

But I think a well -written letter can do fantastic and wonderful things for

you.

A sharp stud can set fire to more than a few hot pants.

We are asked to inform you of the death of Mr. William Goulet, age 25.

The procession will start at 2 o 'clock.

The reception will be held at 2624 Kennington Avenue.

That's it. I found it.

2624.

Mr. and Mrs. William Goulet.

For him, it's over.

The fat lady thang.

I propose we group our efforts together and concentrate on one.

I'd be amazed if one or both of us didn't get in her pussy.

Mrs. William Goulet?

Yes, what is it?

I just came back from a trip abroad and read of your husband's death.

Did you know my husband?

We were childhood friends. We went to kindergarten together and hung around

each other in school.

School?

Well, I mean college.

Oh, yeah.

That's where I met my William. We had such good times when we were back in

school.

Oh, I miss him so.

What will I do now?

Oh, Mrs. Goulet.

Call me Madeline.

Nannyland.

I'm Madeline.

Funny. Call me Madeline.

Won't you?

Mrs. Goulet, the widow, please. She's here.

Could you give it to her?

Ah, from Philip Dubois.

Good old Philip.

Miss.

Could you give it to Madeline yourself?

Oh, sir.

Mrs. Goulet.

In here, please.

Telegram for Mrs. Goulet.

It's me.

Come closer, please.

Read it to me.

Read it to me.

Won't you, please?

Are you sure? Call me Madeline.

Magdalena?

No, I am Madeline.

Oh, sorry.

Won't you read it?

madam i've heard of your great misfortune and in these sad

like to offer my condolences and also to let you know that i offer my services

and

A meeting.

One, two, three, four, five.

The mailman. Some news? So?

I saw your letter arrive.

What do you mean?

The mailman. That card.

Not these cards. Not on your life. No way. Uh -uh.

Hello, yes? I would like to speak to Mr. Philip Dubois.

Now, hold on.

Hello, yes?

This is Madeline Goulet.

Oh.

You wrote?

But of course.

I'm waiting for you.

When should I come?

Right now.

I can?

I don't believe it. I thought I exhausted her.

Well. She's insatiable.

She really do you in, buddy.

If I need your help, I'll call you, but don't wait up.

Mrs. Goulet?

Yes. I've been waiting for you.

Come in.

After you.

Won't you sit down?

Your letter was beautiful.

Did you know my husband?

Well, slightly.

As I wrote, other people's pain attracts me, and... And you were putting

yourself at my disposal to help me.

Forgive me.

Would you like a drink?

Not now, madam.

Call me Madeline.

Madeline?

Yes, madam.

Did Madame ask for me?

Are you also Madeleine?

Yes, Madame.

Things happen so fast, I didn't ask your name.

Tell me, what do you think of his body?

Not bad, huh?

Not bad, but I can't judge like this.

That's what I think.

Strip, would you?

Then we'll know.

Mrs. Collet.

Super shit.

Ah.

Oh, yes. Oh, my heart.

Give it to me.

Come on.

Can I help you, sir?

Yes, I'd like to speak to Mrs. Drandon. Oh, my dear sir, I think you made a

mistake. I'm sorry, is she out?

Yes, and feet first.

I can come back.

You better go look for her in the cemetery. That's where you'll find her.

Ah, she's moved.

Ah, yes, definitely.

Maybe you have her address.

Oh, of course. Hold on one moment.

Here we are, Mormont Cemetery, Alley 7, Grave 22.

But...

Now I understand. It was a joke.

I'm the widower.

We put it in a paper for a laugh, see?

Oh, some joke, huh?

Well... A telegram for Widow Durandon.

Is she here?

Oh, no, but I've already given this gentleman the widow's address.

Yes, he's going to try and deliver the telegram.

Some laugh.

Excuse me, miss. You'd better return this telegram to the sender.

I think there's been a mistake.

What? You know his name?

And you know very well who sent it.

Philip.

My dear Philip.

If you wish, we'll go back together, okay?

That way I'm sure of not getting lost.

That way we'll get acquainted.

Guess who's paying us a visit?

The widow Durandon?

I think you can mourn for her now.

I'll explain to you later.

But I had an interesting encounter.

Do I know her?

A little.

But you told me a lot about her.

Will it be a pleasant surprise for me? Don't be afraid. I'll be there to hold

your hand. But don't cheat.

Promise? Okay?

Promise.

your hands.

Oh,

that's some trick you're doing.

Don't you want to know where my mouth is? If you could speak with your mouth

full.

So, who is it?

No, that can't be her.

No,

I just can't. I can't tell.

Make an effort, Philip. You've got to try.

No, it's too hard.

Oh, could it be Madeline?

Madeline, the messenger.

It's about time.

What took you so long to recognize me? Don't you like our little surprise?

Surprise? Shut up.

This is why I thought of you and, uh...

Okay, then.

It's a misfortune, but it's sadder for those who remain.

You know what I mean?

One knows what is lost, yet one doesn't know what will be found.

Oh.

Since letting go we know is wrong, the only thing is food and sex.

Right. Food and sex.

Know what I mean?

This is why I'm here.

And I would not like to leave without it.

Call me Adele.

Adele? That's me.

Oh.

Oh. Oh.

I'm bringing the dessert.

Come in, sir.

We just finished a large salad. Join us.

This shouldn't take too awfully long.

First, let me finish my main course.

But, madam, this is not my dessert, but yours I'm bringing.

It's delicious.

What a good surprise. I love cream.

Sorry I didn't bring the cherry.

Are you sure it's a dessert I like? Could it be a starter?

How would you like it?

Doggy style.

As you wish.

What do you mean, time's up?

You finished what you started. What's with this shit?

Yeah, what is this time's up bullshit?

Bend over and suck on it, bitch.

There's just not enough suction.

Shut up. Listen to this.

Mrs. Ilse Palmer announces with great sorrow the untimely death of Bertie in

fifth year of life.

An intimate ceremony will be held on the 3rd of July at the Doggy

Cemetery.

A present to cheer you up.

From Philip Dubois.

Well, come in, please.

Not now, madam.

I prefer to wait and let you get acquainted.

I'll come back later, if you want me to.

Yes, I do.

Now, I hope you're going to behave.

so I don't regret having accepted you. Now, why don't you lie down there?

My darling, I'll never forget you. Oh, remember, remember the

time we were in the park?

Wonderful, wonderful times we had.

You're such a joy to me.

I'll never forget.

And who are you?

What do you do?

I don't know. I've never seen anything like you before.

What kind of tricks can you do?

Show me.

Oh.

Oh, that's...

That's good.

Oh, that's very good.

Now show me something else.

Can't you do anything else? Oh, show me.

Oh,

I don't know.

Bertie, Bertie had talent.

He, well, something special.

You know Bertie was nice.

There's something for you to chew on.

doggy, oh yeah, oh yeah, that's right,

oh yeah, you know just where to go, don't you?

Doggy style?

Oh, I knew that's what you wanted. Oh, doggy.

Come on, doggy.

Doggy. Oh.

Gil, madam, that's your servant.

And you, Mr.

Benefactor?

I am Philip Dubois.

I have a telegram for Philip Dubois and one for Gil Novak. There you are.

Well, I may say you're not very curious.

Is it bad news?

Certainly, for the person who sent the telegram.

Why do you say that?

Seeing the hurry you're in.

It'll wait. Good night.

Good morning.

Hey, look what she's doing.

She's coming into our flat.

To fix you coffee and wake you up once and for all.

This is where I wake up.

Same for me.

If you prefer this to coffee, I'm at your service, huh?

Hmm.

Drop everything and come and rescue a young widow.

Hey, that sounds like my telegram. Let me see yours.

Expects everything from you from morning until night.

And to sustain you in her grief, she even now gives you her heart.

So now that you're both in shape, you better get dressed.

She's expecting you.

What about this?

And this?

If I take it all, you'll have nothing left to give.

He mustn't think this more resourceful. The more I give, the more I've got.

Now, come on, suck them both.

Put them both in your mouth at the same time.

That's it.

Great.

Oh, oh, oh.

Madame, about the flowers.

Put them in the bedroom.

Right, madame.

It's them, madame, those gentlemen.

Let them do their work.

What are you doing? Madame is expecting you.

This way to the lounge.

Get some refreshments, please.

For these gentlemen.

Right, madam.

Orange juice?

Beer? Scotch?

Scotch. Cognac.

Very well.

Don't tell me you're friends of my husband.

I wouldn't believe you.

The reason is, I'm not married yet.

But you're a widow.

Not really.

What do you think about it, gentlemen?

I want to try beforehand, so I'll know what it's like when it does happen.

But these are not things to be tried out, are they? Well, I said to myself,

take it all before I get married.

Yes, I'm getting married tomorrow.

Madam, it's about Sir's coffin.

Have it carried into my room, Madeline, and tip them.

Right, madam.

You understand, when you do something, do it well and do it properly.

But I'm really not in the mood to play dead.

I hope so.

I want you very much alive and ready and willing.

Here I come. Can I join in the game, too?

If your prick really is as big as the maid told me.

I want it.

Go get her.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah. Oh,

the virgin dry.

Oh, honey.