The Private Afternoons of Pamela Mann Page #2

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You're never gonna get anywhere

if you worry about it. OK? Relax.

You don't know how hard I've tried.

But you see, in the last few years,

well, I've been gay.

I thought it was like a passing phase, you know.

I mean, an episode.

But it's been a long time now.

I don't know what to tell you.

There's nothing you could tell me.

Not with all your experience and wisdom.

You know...

I think you've got yourself talked into something.

You do, huh?

Yeah, I do.

Do you think you could talk me out of it?

Well... I don't know.

I could try.

F*** me.

I can't.

Oh c'mon, f*** me.

I can't.

Yes, you can.

Just close your eyes. Close your eyes.

Don't think about anything, okay?

Just feel.

Just feel my lips.

Now, just stay still.

Stay thinking about what you're thinking about.

Don't think about anything, just feel.

Just feel. Just feel.

Yes, see?

Just keep your eyes closed.

See, just feel...

Do you feel good? Do you feel good?

Oh, yeah...

Oh, yes.

Now, you're going to be the aggressor.

Spread my legs.

Yes...

Now pin me to the mattress.

No that wasn't really very difficult, was it?

Fabulous! It worked perfectly!

It was beautiful. I played it beautifully,

even if I do say so myself.

You know, I think I'm gonna take that part

as a homosexual.

Because if I can convince an old pro like her

that I'm a fag-- I can convince anybody.

C'mon!

So what's happening?

So what's happening?

Oh, nothing special.

You know that actor, Hyrim Wood?

Yeah, he was by today,

...trying to convince me he was gay.

Yeah, well, it seemed important to him,

so I let him pull it off.

Well, I always wanted to ball him anyway.

Ever since I saw him in 'Graffiti Murder Case'.

Listen, can I use your place today?

Oh, sure!

I'm going out to buy a few things anyway.

It couldn't be more clear.

The need for degradation.

For reassurance from observing the very act

in which she feels so... insecure.

But she gives great head.

Indeed she does.

What HOW?

Well, about this time, Pamela usually goes to

Well, about this time, Pamela usually goes to

the park to do some reading, but...

with Pamela, you never know what's going to

happen.

Check.

Pardon me, do you have a minute?

Yes.

Do you think that the fact that vocabulary among

the young has diminished is symptomatic of a

recession into the self or simply a manifestation

of a disaffection with traditional modes of

communication?

Uh, a little of both.

Thank you!

We're gonna have some fun.

Oh, we're gonna have a good time.

I think you really like to struggle.

I'd really like to suck that c*nt.

You wanna get off, don't cha?

Don't you wanna get off?

Gonna do it now.

It's my turn.

Tie her up.

You really got off before, didn't you?

You didn't think you were going to, but you did.

Can you hold your breath a long time, hmm?

Can you breathe underwater?

You're gonna get yours now, you know.

Hurry UP-

This b*tch is ready for you now. Come on.

Don't struggle. This gun'll go right off.

You little fascist pig.

Open up that mouth.

Wider... wider...

Wider!

Open it up.

Keep that mouth open.

Suck that cock. Suck it.

Don't you move your head. You hold still.

Use the tongue. Let me see the tongue on the tip.

Come on. Use that tongue and do it right.

All over, all over.

OK. Swallow that cock.

Faster, faster.

Come on, you fascist pig. Suck!

More. Open it!

Wide. Take it down!

Now you watch. Watch this closely.

You keep watching!

Swallow it. Hold still.

Don't you move. Open wider.

Swallow it deep. Swallow it!

Put your head back.

Keep that mouth wide open

and he's gonna f*** you in the mouth.

Don't move that head.

Keep your head back and your mouth open.

Open wider. Hold still,

let him f*** you in the mouth.

You do it like this.

I want to see you love this cock.

Open wide. Wide. Wider!

Open very, very wide.

Don't move.

Faster!

Don't you fight it. You know you love it.

Take it all the way in. All the way in.

All the way!

All the way. C'mon you Fascist pig, swallow!

Swallow! Swallow every drop.

Swallow it.

Every drop. Lick it off.

Lick it off! Use your tongue.

Lick it.

Lick it off.

You loved it.

Swallow that down.

Do you know how disgusting that is?

In spite of everything, she enjoyed it.

The humiliation- being forced to submit.

You notice how she got off on the car.

She's...

Auto-erotic.

She wants to be treated like an animal.

Who doesn't?

I think you're missing something.

A much more tender, intimate side of Pamela.

Almost child-like, how she relates to people.

Has she done her social field work yet?

No, not yet.

But I've got it covered.

But I've got it covered.

You're a caged prisoner in here.

Thank you.

What?

Thank you for putting into words

what I have felt so long.

So long.

Wait! You forgot the part about

'And at the end of the year,

you'll probably find that you've made no more

than a simple stewardess.'

But I get a lot more cock.

Oh, I don't know about that.

Oh... then you say

And it's illegal...

and not exactly respectable...

...and think of the overhead.

The overhead?

The pay-offs.

The pay-offs.

The hairdresser.

The hairdresser.

The clap.

Thank you very much.

And the boredom.

And the fat politicians.

Back to the clap.

And the men.

They're beasts who think only of themselves...

which is not exactly a bad thing to think of,

when you come to think of it.

You know, you're right.

And the law!

The constant threat.

The ever-present fear of...

The police.

The fuzz.

But... you suck enough cops off in the doorway,

you usually don't get busted.

They let you off for good behavior.

You better believe it!

And the men, the beasts!

I already said that.

Well, they look at you only as an object-

- a machine.

Oh! But a well-oiled machine.

Don't forget the most important thing of all...

The loneliness.

It's not all that lonely all the time.

No?

No.

As a matter of fact,

sometimes there are just so many things to do

one is hard-pressed to know where to begin.

Yes, I just saw her today, right.

Oh! She's coming along great.

Yeah, I worked with her today...

...on her self-respect.

Yeah, she's beginning to have a lot

more confidence with me.

She's opening up a lot more. Both of us.

Uh-huh.

Fine.

I'll have four written copies for you

tomorrow morning.

All righty.

Bye-bye.

Mann's World.

Hello, is Mr. Mann free? This is Ms. Mann.

No, I'm sorry. He's in conference.

Oh, no. Don't disturb him.

Tell him if he wants to reach me,

I'll be at the Plaza at a political party.

Certainly.

Have a minute?

Sure.

Do you feel that the emergence of Bourgeois and

often corrupt administrations in the recently

liberated self-governing states of Africa can be

explained by re-examining the circumstances of

foreign domination which precipitated the process

of colonial disentanglement?

I certainly do.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Pamela's going to that fund-raising cocktail party

at the Plaza.

The contact and sublime joy in the arms

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