Pleasure or Pain Page #2

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as you want to go.

Never done anything like

that when I was a kitten.

But with Jack...

a lot of things that

I'd never done before.

Things I,

fantasized about doing...

over and over again in my mind.

It all seemed so easy.

So...

natural.

F***...

Marry me.

Yes or no?

Please, make me come.

Yes or no?

Yes, I'll marry you.

The answer is yes.

Yes Jack.

We are gathered here for the

most holy of ceremonies.

The union of two individuals

who truly love one another..

May I ask you to

repeat after me,

I, Jack Thorton...

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

I loved today.

Special if my mother and

Matthew could have been there.

Then your dad would

have had to come...

and his new wife who you don't like...

and...

her kids and their dog...

and his wife's mother, and her sister.

And what about my Aunt Rose?

...and her nurse?

And Matthew's lover and

his lover's lovers.

Just answer me one question.

How did Matthew...

know you had a beautiful penis?

Tell me.

I want to know.

- Someone must have told him.

- Who?

Beats me.

Someone I dated I guess.

Who was she?

...and how many "shes"

have there been?

- That's not important.

- It is to me.

I want to know how many

hearts I've just broken.

All of a sudden...

I started resenting all

of Jack's ex lovers..

Blondes with the fake tits, brunettes,

the puffy collagen lips.

Marriage.

The question is,

"How do you keep a man like Jack faithful?"

Victoria?

Come on, Victoria, this

is our wedding night.

Where the hell are you?

Ow!

What?

What?

Tell me.

All the stories I heard about you...

How every day you'd pick

out a different woman.

Take her back to your suite at

The Ritz and f*** her brains out.

Are they true?

Come on, Victoria,

we just got married.

It's true, isn't it?

Victoria.

I bet you didn't even

ask them their names.

It had nothing to do with love.

It had nothing to do with you.

Your life growing up Jack,

tell me about it.

I want to know every detail.

I liked boxing gyms and the

feel of money in my pocket.

I liked coming to this country knowing I

could be anything I wanted to be.

I liked reading the real estate

ads in the Times,

I liked buying new clothes and

having my shoes shined.

I liked being alone,

eating alone,

and waking up alone.

Until?

Until...

I saw you in Matthew's

showroom that day.

You are so full of sh*t Jack.

I like watching you move.

I like the jewelry you make.

I like your hair, your eyes,

the music you listen to, your spirit.

I do, really.

I like your energy, your dreams,

your laughter, your rage.

- I like everything about you.

- My rage?

Your rage, yeah. Right below

the surface, ready to explode.

Good, clean, cherry-pink rage.

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