”Are you thirsty?” A question like that sounds sinister when you’ve just gone three days without fluids, but the intruder tells HER “A glass of water would be nice.” MISS MONIQUE MARNEFFE can’t help laughing at his naive insolence. “No water for you,” SHE informs him in a voice dripping with insinuation. “We only have time for something much purer...” Graciously SHE spits in his mouth, and lets him greedily suck it down his parched throat. Then SHE instructs him to correctly position HER mobile toilet, knowing this will him to walk on those spiked shoes. When the task is finished, SHE stuff... Show more