After Sex Page #6

No need to get hostile.

I was just wondering,

since we're in such

an honest mood here tonight,

laying naked

beside one another,

just having shared the most

intimate of body fluids,

I thought we could

just kind of...wshhhh,

just get everything

out in the open.

Look, we know why I'm

cheating on my girlfriend,

because I'm a piece

of sh*t.

But at least

I know what I am,

and I'm honest

with myself about it.

Yeah, unfortunately,

you're the only person

you have the ability

to be honest to.

It's only because

I'm compassionate.

What the f*** are

you talking about?

The only reason

that I lie to women

is to protect them

from being hurt.

Oh, my God!

You drive me

f***ing crazy!

I mean, it's just--

it's amazing to me

how you can justify

your lying and womanizing

by believing that you're

doing us women a favor.

Like we couldn't

handle the truth.

Well, could you?

I don't know.

But at least we wouldn't

end up with broken hearts.

I mean, you think

you're doing us a favor?

You think you're

being compassionate

by letting us think

that we're the only ones?

No, you're the one that's

f***ing delusional, David.

All you're doing

is delaying the process.

Sneaking behind our backs,

f***ing anything with a

pair of tits and three holes,

eventually making us look like

idiots, breaking our spirits.

That is not

compassionate, David.

That is f***ing evil.

Evil?

Yeah, evil.

And the sad thing is

you can't even comprehend

why it's evil

because you've never

had to feel anything.

It must be so nice to be

as numb to the world as you,

protected and sheltered

by your own shallowness.

So much so that you don't

even realize what you're doing

is downright wrong.

You done?

Why are you such an a**hole?

I don't know.

It's a gift.

No, it's just sad.

I mean, I can't expect

you to understand

what it feels like

to be heartbroken.

You wanna know why?

Why?

'Cause you don't

have a heart.

By the way, I lied.

It is small.

# And still I rise #

# And still I rise #

# Like the sun I'll shine #

# Oh, and still I rise... #

Oh, yeah.

Uh...

What's your name again?

Alanna.

Ah.

What was yours?

Uh, Marco.

Oh.

It's nice

to meet you again.

Yes.

You, too.

R-Really.

Where, uh--

Where are you from?

Arkansas.

Huh?

This little town

outside of Little Rock.

Um...Little Rock?

Yeah, it's one of the

bigger cities in Arkansas.

Oh.

No, no,

never heard of it.

Where are you from,

Mexico or something?

Uh, well, I'm Spanish,

and, uh...

I'm from Madrid.

Is-- What part

of Mexico is that in?

Oh, no, it's--

it's in Spain.

I know, but isn't that

in Mexico?

No, it's in Spain.

It's a country?

In Europe?

Oh! Okay, like,

by England.

Y-Yeah, kind of.

What, um-- What language

do they speak there?

Spanish.

I know, but isn't that

what they speak in, um--

in, uh...Mexico?

Yes, but the language--

uh, the language

originated in Spain.

Are you sure?

Yes, I'm positive.

Yes. Positive.

Hmm. See, 'cause

I have a...

I have

a Mexican friend,

and he speaks

Spanish.

So is tonight your first

night at the Spider Club?

No. No, I've been there

quite a bit.

You?

No, I'm there all the time.

I'm surprised I've

never seen you there.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

What's your

favorite, uh...

color?

My favorite color.

Um, I don't know.

Gray, I guess.

Oh, no, see,

gray's not a color.

Sure it is.

I have a gray

sweater.

Oh.

So what do you do?

I'm an actor.

Really?

Yeah, well,

an aspiring actor.

Would I have seen you

in anything?

Probably not, no.

Oh.

Oh-- Well, actually,

I was Cholo #3

in an episodio

of Oz one time.

Oh, cool!

Yeah.

Yeah, my agent,

he says that, uh--

He says that things

are going to be

picking up for me

very soon.

Really?

Well, he says I have

a unique quality

that sets me apart

from the pack.

Hmm.

It's only a matter

of time, he says,

before I get

my big break.

Cool.

He describes me

as the next, uh...

the next

Antonio Banderas.

Oh, really?

Yeah.

I love that guy.

I love Fantasy Island.

Oh, so good.

Yeah.

What do you do?

I'm a model.

See, I would have

guessed that.

Really?

You look like a model.

Thanks.

Mm-hmm.

What kind of modeling

do you do?

Um...

Mostly print.

Mm-hmm.

Adult stuff,

you know.

Really?

Yeah.

Just for now,

till I can find

something better to do.

Oh.

It's cool.

Would I have seen--

seen you in something?

Maybe. Do you ever

pick up the L.A. Express?

That's, uh--

That's the paper that

advertises for hookers.

Uh...yeah.

Call-- Call girls

or something?

They're escorts.

S-Sorry.

Sorry.

Actually, yeah.

I've seen it--

I've seen it

a couple of times.

I had--

I had this--

You are not a...

you're not a professional,

though, are you?

Yeah!

What?

Yeah, I'm an escort

from time to time.

Why didn't you say something?

'Cause you just

asked me right now.

I mean, I just f***ing

went down on you.

Jesus Christ, don't you

think that's something

you should tell someone

before you--

you sleep with them?

No.

You didn't tell me what you

did before you slept with me.

That's different, okay?

I-I don't sleep with

random people for money.

You're not upset,

are you?

A little bit.

Oh, jeez.

You don't have

something, do you?

Like what?

Like a f***ing

disease or something.

No.

No way. I make all

the guys wear condoms.

It's my number one rule.

Oh, Jesus.

My f***ing dong is going

to mush up and fall off.

Come on,

don't be angry.

What were you doing

at the club tonight?

Shouldn't you be out

working or something?

Silly. Escorts

like to party, too.

Besides, it's a good place

to pick up work.

Oh, my God.

You don't expect me

to pay for this, do you?

No. I liked it.

I like sex just like

the next person, you know?

That's why I do

what I do.

Can we not-- Let's not

talk about it, okay?

Just be careful,

yeah?

I don't know why you get

so uncomfortable about it.

It's kinda cute.

And you're

for real, huh?

Yeah, I mean, it's not like I

sleep with that many more men

than every other

stupid girl at the club.

I'm just smart enough

to get paid for it.

But you're selling

yourself.

You're ashamed, no?

No. Why should I be?

I like what I do, and until

something more promising comes along,

then I'm happy

getting paid to have sex.

I like to do

the boopsy.

Were you abused

as a child or something?

No!

How-- How long have you

been doing this?

Um--

Right here.

Since I moved here.

I was waiting tables,

and this guy made me an offer.

And was he serious?

Mm-hmm.

Yep. He offered me a thousand

bucks to come home with him.

Oh, Jesus.

A thousand bucks.

So I did it.

Oh, he was so cute.

And he was nice.

I would have went home with him

for free if he would have asked,

but I figured I'd make me

some money, you know?

Hmm.

After that, you know,

I told my friend,

and we both decided

to quit waiting tables

and do it for a living.

Not too bad.

It's honest work.

I offer a service

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