Quickie Love Is So Page #4

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What do you reckon?

The shorts from Tangiers

aren't really fetish to be honest.

- I don't know what to wear.

- The party is Latex Disco.

- Yes.

- The dress code is:

Latex...

- We haven't got any.

No.

Fetish or complete nude.

We aren't going naked, I'm not.

- Fetish then.

- I don't know what it is.

High-heeled shoes...

I don't know either.

I'll die

if I see someone from the PTA.

Ana,

if you don't want to go, we won't.

Do you want to go or not?

- No!

- We won't go then.

Good evening.

Password?

- Beln didn't say.

- No.

It's "Adela told me" but it will do.

Come in.

Come in.

- Good evening.

- Hello.

- So, you're Belen's friends?

- Yes.

Well, there's the dressing room.

If you want towels or condoms,

just ask me.

- Thanks.

- Okay, bye for now.

Like this?

- Hello.

- Hi.

- Do I get changed here?

- Yes, right here.

-It's okay?

- Yes, it's okay.

- Don't leave your bag.

- No way.

Let's go.

Bloody hell!

What's he doing?

F***, there are all sorts here.

Carry on.

I'm dressed like Heidi,

I look like a...

Ass, ass, ass, ass.

Bloody hell!

Head for the bar, the bar.

What shall I get you?

Gin tonic.

A short one.

A short gin tonic

and a Brugal and Coke.

Right away.

Bloody hell.

Was that a girl?

- Possibly.

- That's a girl, Ana.

Here you are.

Gin tonic and Brugal.

Ten and ten, twenty.

Fancy a tear drop?

You don't come here to cry.

No, no.

- Twenty.

- Okay.

You don't know what it is.

They drug you and...

One to the left.

Don't look, don't look.

She's looking.

Don't look, don't look.

She's still looking.

- Don't you look.

Look, do you like those earrings?

No, that's enough.

Don't laugh,Paco.

It's a lack of respect.

Stop it, they'll throw us out.

Don't...

Leave it out or we're going.

- I'm going to the toilet.

- No, hey!

- A beer.

- Okay.

It's smoky.

Everything okay?

- It is now.

- Are you waiting?

- Yes.

Hey, mate,

can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Did you play in the five-a-side league

in Torrelodones?

Yes, I played last year.

- Last year.

- Yes, only two or three matches.

I played with you.

- Really?

- Yes.

Do you remember the match

when we thrashed you?

- Hell! It was 3-0.

- That one, that one.

Yes, right.

Of course. Yes, yes.

We couldn't have been worse.

Get on all fours, you whore,

I've been watching you a while.

- Want to try?

- No, thanks.

- Your turn, come on.

- No, thanks. Really.

- Go on.

- I'm fine here with my drink.

-It's easy.

- I've got a glass in my hand.

I can't, thanks.

It's the first time we've come here...

It's a curious place.

- Are you going for a pee?

- Yes, I am.

- Would you mind peeing on me?

- Sorry?

Could you pee on me?

No way, mate, I...

Those kinds of things...

I mean, I know people and that,

but I don't...

I have respect,

but I don't do it, I don't...

I mean, for friendship's sake.

Without...

We know each other,

we've played five-a-side together.

Yeah, sure, it's just that I...

I know it's daft, but...

I'm not used to it,

you know what I mean?

It's not that difficult, dammit.

It's just that...

It won't come out, mate.

I'm sorry.

Okay, fine.

No worries.

Did that hurt, sir?

Fine.

- You have to move your arm.

- No, I feel a bit dizzy.

- Are you all right? What's wrong?

- No, I feel a bit...

Ana?

Ana!

- Oh, Beln.

- What's happened?

- I'm a bit dizzy.

Come, come, come.

Come and sit down.

My God.

What has happened to you?

I don't know if it was the gin tonic,

or that man and his buttocks...

- Yes, it's all...

- The heat.

And the place is overwhelming,

perhaps, the first time.

Maybe.

- What a fright, Ana.

- Yes.

It was really.

- Have you come on your own?

- No, Paco is in the toilets.

He's taking so long.

Go on, mate, just a bit.

- F***...

- Go on.

Hang on.

- There.

- That's it?

Don't leave me like this, mate.

Go on, some more.

Now you're here, mate, give me some.

Come on, mate!

Come on! Do it, mate.

- No, you'll see...

Go, go, go.

So warm.

Those gin tonics.

My girl is young and doesn't drink.

It's really warm in here.

I'll tell them to turn on the air con,

it's so hot...

In the end...

- Thanks.

- No worries, mate.

- I'm grateful to you.

- That's okay.

Okay then.

Come over to Torrelodones

and we'll play a quick match.

- Sure, I'll see you there.

- Okay.

- See you.

- See you, mate. A pleasure.

- Well, if you ask me...

- We'll go, won't we?

- Yes. Come on.

- Let's go.

"Lord Jesus Christ,

you said to your apostles:

I leave you peace,

my peace I give you.

Look not on our sins,

but on the faith of your Church,

and grant peace

and unity of your kingdom

where you live forever and ever.

Amen.

The Peace of the Lord

be with you always."

- And also with you.

- Let's offer each other a sign of peace.

- Peace be with you.

- And also with you.

- Do you want some water?

- No.

Antonio, dear,

if you have to cry, cry.

There's nothing wrong in crying,

okay?

I don't want to cry anymore.

Who loves you?

- You.

- There you go.

Shall we watch a film

to keep you occupied?

The one about the lad in the war,

Life is Beautiful?

Or the one about the Germans,

Schindler's List?

No, forget films.

Football is on later.

Antonio,

you haven't eaten all day.

Honey, shall I do you

some tuna and onion?

Come and help me to peel and cut it.

Come on.

- No, I can't eat.

You eat whatever,

I'll have some melon or something.

Antonio.

Look what I've found.

What a shame.

Look.

What a pity.

Not even thirty.

Didn't smoke or drink.

Well I never.

Where's that from?

This?

Do you know

what his wife told me in church?

She's four months pregnant.

Antonio, darling.

Okay.

Let it out.

Okay, honey.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

- What the hell are you doing?

I'm not up to this.

Yes, yes, my girl.

Who loves you?

You understand me.

Blanki...

"Whilst you live under my roof,

knickers aren't sold in my house."

Do you know what?

She's gone to a friend's house.

She doesn't know me.

Come on, Maite,

the girl is an adult.

She earns some money

to pay for her studies,

she does no harm.

What's so bad?

She may enjoy it.

We're modern

with everything but our kids.

Pass me the chisel.

You have to respect

the fantasies of others.

God!

Lore, what time is it?

Almost one o'clock, madam.

It's very late.

- I've slept a lot, no?

- Yes, a lot, madam.

Would you like a coffee?

Lore, come here.

Come, please.

- Yes, madam.

Are you all right, madam?

No.

I don't feel well at all.

No.

Sit down a moment, please.

Well...

I feel odd.

I feel as though...

I have a sensation...

Nothing, forget it.

Go and prepare some coffee.

- Okay, madam.

Sir, I think madam is suspicious.

Of what?

Suspicious?

Nothing, sir.

Nothing, sorry.

One thing, sir.

Forget about the boob operation.

I haven't enough money to pay for it.

- How much have you got?

- Only one thousand euros.

Right.

We can sort that out.

- Thank you, sir.

Tell me,

have you got a boyfriend?

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