Better Than Sex

To be honest, I didn't really give it a second thought.

He seemed like a nice guy and everything, but, you know...

...nothing to die for or anything.

We chatted for a while, but it was small talk.

Nothing flirtatious. It was the furthest thing from my mind.

He was telling me about some trip to Africa he'd done...

...photographing meerkats. These puny, rodent-like things.

They're incredible animals.

They live communally, so they eat together...

...they work together, they look after each other's young.

They keep watch, holding their hands to their foreheads to shield their eyes...

...while the rest of the tribe forage for food.

Then Sam arrived and dragged me away.

But it wasn't until we shared a cab home....

So London must be an exciting place to live.

Yeah.

Apart from the cold, the rain, the filth, the huge cost of everything...

...and the English, it's a great place to live.

Sounds terrific. So how long are you here for?

-Till Thursday. -Right.

-Three days. -Yeah.

He wasn't gorgeous or anything.

He didn't seem to be my type somehow.

l was surprised. There was something about him that was turning me on.

He had this...

...relaxed magnetism.

Sort of, l don't know, like he didn't give a shit.

Yeah, there was definitely something going on between us.

When you're about to leave the country, you suddenly become more desirable.

Anyway, he made me laugh.

And l like that.

Three days.

It's tempting.

It's tempting.

Very tempting.

With two days off for good behavior. She knows I'm leaving.

Could be fun. Nothing complicated. I mean, he won't hang around.

It's for one night. Doesn't have all the usual expectations.

I bet he wants to.

-Does she want to? -I'm sure he wants to.

-Yeah, I think she wants to. -And if it doesn't work out....

-Maybe she's covered in tattoos. -Maybe he can't get an erection.

-She could be neurotic. -He's into something weird.

Doesn't matter, I'm back in London.

He'll be gone soon, who cares? Bye-bye.

So l was thinking, ''Should l ask him in?''

l don't know. l was feeling pretty horny.

This is me, here on the left.

So....

-You'll be okay? -Yeah, l'll be fine.

-Well, l guess l'll see you then. -Yeah, yeah.

Bye.

Bye.

But that was it, I really felt like sex.

I want sex.

I need sex.

I love sex.

Come on, ask her. Ask her.

What the hell, he's leaving in three days.

-Look, l was sort of thinking-- -You want to come in for a coffee?

-l wouldn't mind some tea. -Tea? You'll be lucky.

Come on.

Here we go again.

What are you doing?

Just sawing my arm off, so l don't have to wake you.

lt didn't work.

What time is it?

-lt's still early. -Do you have to go?

No, l thought you might want to sleep.

You can go if you want.

But you don't have to.

Do you want me to go?

Lie down, will you?

Oh, my God, you're naked!

Quit talking. l have to get to sleep.

And don't move. No wriggling.

l don't want to open my--

Yeah, if l like someone, l like doing it. lt's--

Yeah, if l like someone, l like doing it. lt's--

lt's sexy.

And there's something really intimate about it.

What are you doing? Do l know you?

lt's the best time...

...when you're still half-asleep.

Just semiconscious.

And the warmth, it starts down here and just fills your whole body.

-Try relaxing. -l am relaxed.

l'm trying.

Yeah. Okay. Okay, I'm relaxed.

So eyes closed...

...stay asleep.

What if I don't come?

Stop it.

Just close your eyes. Just close your eyes.

Bingo. That's it.

Nice and gentle.

Up a bit, up a bit. Now around. Go around.

There. Yeah.

What if I come too fast?

Forget about him. He can beg for his later.

Yeah, I'm just going to lie here and relax and enjoy it.

Left. Go left.

Please go left.

Just there.

-l like it at night. -l like it when he blows.

-Needs to be a nice tongue. -No, soft. Soft, little licks...

-...that start on my thighs and move in. -lt just doesn't do it for me.

lt's what he does with his hands that makes it special.

God.

So close.

l found out how to relax with someone new.

And l got quite ticklish.

Sometimes I just find it too intimate, with his tongue and everything.

He seemed to enjoy it, which is good. Well, l think he enjoyed it.

lt wasn't a chore for him.

But l got a bit desensitized, and l think the poor boy got a bit tired.

Are you okay?

lt's a meerkat!

What were you doing down there?

l was foraging for food.

No, she didn't come. But she seemed to enjoy it.

She was laughing enough.

lt's sexy when their hips and bottoms start to move around like that.

After a while, it felt like my jaw was going to drop out of my head.

Sorry l was so ticklish.

Don't worry about it.

lt felt good.

No, you've got a-- You got a good, good laugh.

You gotta shave before next time.

What do you mean, next time?

Yeah, it's like sandpaper.

You've got to prepare the surface properly...

...if you want to start any serious decorating.

Look, it felt good. lt just takes me a little time...

...to get used to being so intimate, that's all.

It's a strange situation, I guess.

One moment you're really intimate, fucking each other's brains out.

The next minute, probably never see each other again.

lt felt good between us, but he's going.

l guess he could've stayed another night, but that would complicate things.

Yeah, that's what it's about. lt's sex for one night without any commitment.

Yeah, we both knew that.

No, it was fun.

And he's tender, passionate, everything you want from a guy, but....

There you are. l thought you sneaked out.

l was about to, but first l thought l'd rifle through your drawers.

What?

-So when's the big day? -Saturday, a week.

Look, l better get going. l got heaps to do.

Relax, you big dummy, it's not mine. God, what kind of girl do you think l am?

l don't know. For all l know, you like that sort of thing.

Yeah, right. No, l'm making it for someone.

You're a dressmaker?

Designer. Well, l used to be, but l got the shits for doing things like that.

But in a moment of utter weakness, l said yes. Don't ask me why.

-So, what do you do now? -Does it really matter?

l do have cups, you know.

lt doesn't matter. l'm just vaguely interested, that's all.

Shit. What's the date?

Oh, no, l've got a stupid fitting tomorrow.

-Sounds to me like you're a dressmaker. -She'll fucking kill me.

Look, l should get out of your hair.

l wasn't trying to get rid of you.

l guess, so.... Then maybe l'll call you?

When? l mean, you're leaving in--

l don't think l'll be, you know, in the right frame of mind.

Yeah, l better go.

See you.

What do we got here?

Now, wait a minute.

-Hello? -Tim, it's Josh.

Where have you been? You disappeared last night.

-Well, l went home with someone. -Yeah? Who?

-You know, a woman. -Really?

-Yeah, Cinthia. -Cinthia?

Remember? l was talking to her.

-Oh, yeah. Right. -You don't have her number, do you?

Listen, a lot of people want to see you before you go.

l'll be there. l just need to talk to her for a minute.

What happened to, ''I just walk away''? You're leaving. She'll end up liking you.

-No, she won't. lt's not like that. -Yeah, sure.

-Come on, mate. -l guess l can call someone.

-Can you call me back in 1 0? -Okay. Okay, thanks. Bye.

Cinthia. Cin.

She's blond?

-Never heard of her. -You're fucking kidding.

He's only been in town for two minutes.

Yeah, l saw him talking to her.

-Oh, Cinthia. Yeah, yeah, yeah. -She was attractive.

-That little rat. -Hasn't she got a boyfriend?

Cinthia?

Oh, no. Well, l've been trying to go out with her for ages!

-lt's only because he's going away. -l'm not giving him her number.

He wants to call her? When has he ever wanted to call anyone?

-Josh. -What have you been doing?

Listen, mate. ls it Cinthia Roland or Cinthia Graham?

l don't know.

Who said romance is dead? Where are you?

l'm in a phone box outside the--

l don't know. Somewhere.