Scene 1

Overview

He sits on a couch, reading a 1960s Italian comic (fumetti). He wears only jeans, a hand in his pants.
Reverse angle, she is standing in front of him, she observes him, she leaves, he does not see her, she comes back, settles beside him. She down his jeans to the knee, he does not care, he is used to his jokes, he continues to read. We see his sex soft, he is always focused on his book.
She takes a razor, she starts to pass on his pubic hair.

Dialogues

He: What are you shaking?
She: Nothing … I never wank anything … there is never anything to wank … you do not have anything to wank …
He: Please stop …
She: No … I prefer you as a little boy … You’re a little boy … Your generation is a little boy … The West is a little boy … capricious, timid, coward …
He: You’re stupid, stop …
She: Do you want to call your mom? it’s been a long time since you’ve told her your worries … She’d be happy to hear her little boy …
He: You’re boring
She: You know your mother sucked your dad before fucking her dick, so you’re here, she told me … told … her sexual release …
He: But what do you want?
She: Enjoy among other things but just feel your cock, your desire would already be an adventure …
He: Hey ! I love you !
She: These are words of little boys …
Beautiful words …
Words that are not enough …
I shave you like others before you shaved the girls of June …
You’re all I hate …
A wanker well integrated in his generation of wankers …
Graphic designer in a crap startup …
You spend your life in front of screens watching the world escape …
You masturbate, you and your friends on sites of crap shit …
You’re not even fucked to see that around you, asses are waiting for you, ask you …
Soon it’s the dick of a negro that I would have in the hands …
They even replace you in our deserted vaginas …
So impatient for this black sex that will cross me …
Without asking any questions …
He: You’re a bitch, racist and …
She: And what? You do not do anything ! You should be scared! a this woman with a blade around your cock … But you do not even have the courage to be afraid …

After

She cuts it lightly saying these words … the blood flows along her sex … she looks at the blood, tries to stop it. She turns her face towards him … He slapped her! She holds his cock in his hand, he band, the blood flows between his fingers …
She begins to suck.

Scene 2

Overview

It is morning, they are on the terrace of a cafe. She drinks an Orangina, he a beer, he orders a coffee.

Dialogues

He: You know what you did this morning …
It’s perfect … I understood …
She: Did you understand what?
He: Understand that you are like all the others … You want a kid … like all the others, like 3 billion others, it’s like that …
It’s not so much my cock that you wanted to receive what I have inside the balls.
She: No, I do not want children, no children, not now anyway and not with you!
He: So take the pill, it’s been three months since the boxes take the dust …
She: We should go
He: It would change nothing

You did not notice that in porn girls are fucked and guys then unload on their faces … It’s not just aesthetic … It’s the negation of procreation … The pill and abortion are not enough, you have to train the kids how to do it …

She: Yet you like to watch them?
He: Yes, that’s what we have left after the MLF, sodomy and facial cumshot … I noticed that you liked it at first that I enjoy you on your mouth … And then, you began to force me to cum in you … That’s what put me on the trail of pills …

She: Well done Sherlock Little Cock …

After

They drink their coffee, a girl looks at them.

Scene 3

Overview

Interior. Evening. He plays at the console. She takes a drink with a friend behind him sit on an Ikea couch. She makes fun of him, he is focused on his game …
dialogues

She: Are you breaking records?
Friend: How many guys did you stumble?
She: It’s useless when he’s in his holocaust trip …
Friend: Have you ever stumbled on a guy in real life?
She: He never touched a gun, a real one, cold and heavy … He does not know the sound, the smell, the heat of a weapon
We could caress that he would not give a fuck …

They make fun of him. They sing him, grimaces. Then fingers of honor. They are drunk. They start playing with their fingers, simulating masturbation. They kiss each other, lick each other’s fingers. One slips the other’s hand between her legs and strokes and then licks the wet finger. They caress each other and drink. He continues to play, he does not care. She fuck.

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