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Let me remember.

It was daytime, I think, and it was winter,

somewhere in Paris.

I was walking.

I keep from this adventure a sweetness and peace for all.

I never saw them again,

I don't even know who they were,

just their first name.

They disappeared forever,

but I will remember their furtive presence with great emotion,

until the end of my days.

Your dream is very characteristic and you tell it eloquently,

in a very literary way.

But how can I free myself

from this dream adventure that obsesses me?

How exactly does this dream obsess you?

I subsequently sought in vain to find similar feelings of peace and beauty.

I have had many adventures.

What I have just described to you is confused for me with reality,

as if it were no longer a dream, but a real encounter.

I have loved many women, but it was always only sexual.

I never found the cerebral eroticism of this dream.

I can't get over it.

Does that mean that you no longer achieve orgasm?

I can do it very well but I have a kind of dissatisfaction in my head.

Oh yes, animal triste post coitum. (After sex, all animals are sad.)

That happens often.

Maybe, but in my dream, the animal was not sad at all.

My mind was satisfied as well as my sex.

Did you have some dissonant experiences following this dream?

I tried everything.

I tried everything, and finally.

simple satisfaction of the senses, that's all.

That's not enough for me anymore.

I must say that your dream is quite fascinating.

It denotes in your mind a certain poetic gift.

This can be guessed from the way you tell it.

If we stick to the fact,

you had an erotic dream in which you participated by making love

with one of the characters.

But in your narration,

you surround the story with an intellectual language

which on the one hand magnifies it

and on the other hand removes all obscenity from it.

I don't feel this dream at all as a pornographic adventure.

But as a kind of sensual tranquility.

Tell me the truth.

Since this dream,

you have had all the adventures you claim?

You guessed it.

I had this dream three weeks ago now.

And since then, I haven't felt like touching a woman.

I have remained perfectly hunted.

And that is partly why I came to consult you.

I think I know what's right for you.

But before you remove your inhibitions,

I'd like to try an experiment.

Which one? I'll do whatever you tell me.

Have a romantic evening.

To put it crudely, have an orgy.

Make love while you can.

With pleasure.

Make love as much as you can, with your friends.

Then, if your mental inhibition persists, come back to me.

I will do it.

Richard, my friend, will organize it very well.

Four girls for the two of us, for example.

I'm going to make love as much as possible.

And if I don't find the physical and mental harmony

that I want to get out of this,

you'll show me the way.

I promise you.

See you soon, maybe.

Goodbye.

Goodbye. See you soon.

You see, this one is cute.

Do you think it will do anything to her?

Look, she's doing it right.

Hey, come with us, you'll be better than sitting!

Come on, I'm taking out his pants.

Here we go!

Ooh, you are good!

I think you fucked well.

I hope we'll start.

There, I failed.

I fucked like crazy, my friend Richard too.

All by myself, I satisfied three young girls.

But I'm still a sad animal,

triste post coitum, as you say.

Yet, on the physical level, everything went well?

Perfectly. I had a lot of pleasure, but no mental contact.

Just the body, not the mind.

Right now, how do you feel?

Very relaxed.

I don't know why, but your presence gives me a kind of strange sensitivity.

I feel safe.

Can I tell you something intimate?

You won't mind?

Please, tell me everything.

Well, with you I feel like...

it would be different.

I feel physically attracted, of course because you are beautiful,

but I also want to know you.

I mean, not only your body,

but also what is in your head.

To know you deeply, really.

I felt that it would happen like that.

I would feel like you too.

By the way in which,

perhaps without knowing it, you conceive of love, eroticism.

You are someone very rare these days.

A kind of new romantic.

You cannot conceive of sexual relations outside of love.

To enjoy fully, you must love your partner.

That is why your strictly sexual relations disappoint you.

Miss, I must seem ridiculous to you,

but it's true that with you,

the memory of this very pornographic evening leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

Will you play the game with me until the end?

Will you marry me?

Marriage is a very ridiculous thing,

a concession to our bourgeois and police society.

But, in this specific case,

it would not be an agreement with the established order,

but the symbol of our common desire.

I accept.

I love you.

I love you.