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There’s a knock on the door and the Maid enters. She makes the bed. David watches her every move. He seems on edge. He keeps out of her way while she does what she has to do.
MAID
How many darts did you use
yesterday?
DAVID
Twelve.
The Maid leaves twelve tranquilliser darts on the bedside table. She notes something down in a folder.
MAID
Please take off your trousers and
sit on the bed.
DAVID
Can we not do this today? It’s
awful.
MAID
I know. But I’m afraid we have to
do it. And you have no idea how
much it helps you psychologically
in your search for a partner.
David takes off his trousers and sits on the edge of the bed. The Maid sits in his lap and jiggles about. She reaches down to grab his cock every so often. David looks like he is enjoying it against his will. He closes his eyes and lays back. Suddenly she gets up.
MAID (CONT’D)
Today you became erect quicker than
on other days. That’s good. Have a
nice day.
DAVID
Please, just a little bit longer.
The Maid takes her trolley and leaves. David gets up and runs after the maid. He’s pathetic and desperate.
DAVID (CONT’D)
That’s awful. Just awful.