Tropic of Cancer
After midnight she stands there in her black rig rooted to the spot. Back of her is a little alleyway that blazes like an inferno. Passing her now with a light heart she reminds me somehow of a goose tied to a stake, a goose with a diseased liver […] Must be strange taking that wooden stump to be with you.
I am fucking you, Tania, so that you'll stay fucked. And if you are afraid of being fucked publicly I will fuck you privately […] I will bite your clitoris and spit out two francs. (1.19)
Llona, now she had a cunt. I know because she sent us some from down below. (1.21)