Arabella is lying on a chaise longue in her boudoir. The song ‘ Jambalaya in the Bayou’ is playing ‘ Mon Cher Amio….You son of a gun … with filé gambo’ etc.etc.].
Arabella: ( talking loudly to herself) How lucky and happy I am. Life has been kind to me . My business is booming. I am the present climax for the fucking future , as long as married men , keep committing adultery .I installed , a state of the art clinic , hidden in the basement . I secretly engaged a failed medical student , to daily check my capital of call girls and rented boys . [ Phone rings . She awakes from her reveries.]
—- Arabella : “Good morning . This is the Eve Club. How can I help ? “
—- Voice of a woman: “ Hi Bella . This is your agent for Arabia and Africa . Tomorrow night, a VIP personage will be visiting . He will be traveling incognito. He already paid in cash for the full treatment . For security reasons , his password is’ Sexagenarian’ . He will knock three times . “
— Arabella : “ Understood. Will treat him personally . “ [ The next evening , three knocks on Annabella’s door . ]
—- Arabella: “ Who is that ? “ .
—- Client : “ Sexagenarian “ .
—- Arabella: ( opens the door) “ Excellency , You are are most welcome . Pray be seated. Let’s get acquainted, a tête à tête bandinage , full of witty bon mots . “ .
— Client : “ Why the code name ‘ Sexagenarian’ ? .”
—- Arabella: “ ‘ Cause my agent , thought your age is between 61 and 69 , but you look much younger ( she sniffs and then continue) Hmm . I love the smell of your perfume.”
—- Client : “ It’s Aqua di Gio . You also smell sweet . You dress chic , ‘ comme il faut ‘. Neat polished nails, hippy Posh hair and a a couturier négligée. Victoria Secret. Yes.?”.
—-Arabella: “ Touché. I am flattered. Your words are honeyed with delight . You’re quick to notice details. “ .
—- Client : “ I should be . I am the head of the secret service in my country.“
—- Arabella: “ Enchantée. Here , your secrets are safe . whatever is said or done , remain within these walls. It’s like a confession . Sinner to Priest. Patient to Doctor . client to Lawyer . Here, we abide by the Mafia rule : ‘ You talk… You die . ‘ , so as not to kiss dust . “ .
—- Client : “ Very re-assuring . As to myself , I reached my position by stepping on many corpses. I thrill when I flirt with danger . I am a survivor. That’s why I ‘m still standing on my feet . I kneel to no one . Whether I’m right or wrong, I shoot first , then ask for forgiveness . Though , I must confess , I like you for you are a flirtatious coquettish coy . “ .
—- Arabella : “ I am . But beware, sometimes, affaire de cœur , weakens your judgement and widely expose you for exploitation. I’ll try to give you an ambiance and surround you with an aura . “
—- Client : “. I trust you, for we are both alike . Life is like a dual carriage way. One lane to Salvation, and the other to Perdition. We both chose the latter . Our fate will be decided at the end of our journey , on the twelfth hour or until hell freezes . “ [Annabella blushes in tinted pink . Her cheeks bloom in rosiness , adding a pizzaz color to her vivid face , and then says].
—-Arabella : “ Me too. I confess. When I saw your physique , my heart was filled with a lustful desire to possess your body . From inside , I burnt hot and cold . A salacious fluid feeling wetted my horny libido . I felt an ecstatic elation of joy . “
—- Client : “ I ‘m also drunk and drugged by your sweet narcotic words . I feel as high as a kite , with multiple explosions in the clouds . Come on my cocoon . Wrap me with your velvet hands . You seem to be pensive ? . “
—- Arabella: “ ‘ cause I’m a romantic quixotic day dreamer and trance into a dazeful reverie. Your flattery made me flutter and fly to cloud 9 , in cuckoo land . Come on you prick . Disrobe me gently with finesse.” [ He approached her . Tilted his head . Cocked out his little finger , which like a mushroom grew , and with a boom , exploded prematurely . ]
—- Sahib : ( while leaving ) “ I’ll see you tomorrow night . My name is Sahib , and I come from Tabra . Arabia . “ [. The next night , Annabella is in her boudoir , talking loudly to herself . ]
—- Arabella: “ Can it be . ? Is he the one ? . He said his name is Sahib and he comes from Tabra. Arabia. Or is it just a coincidence. My mind is in a hurly-burly state of confusion . My thoughts are lost in the hubbub cacophony , like a mish- mash mélange of mange-tout . If he is the rapist who defiled my virginity , I’m gonna trap him with a hook , baited wIth a dead rat. His coming to my den , is like a heavenly Greek-horse gift . I shall wrap him inside it , and send it back straight to hell, to join his 3 other accomplices in this illicit crooked rape crime . When I heard his name and place of birth, My hair stood up on end . I heard my heart pumping in my ears . I felt butterflies in my stomach, and a cold sweat , swept down my spine . . ]. [ Door bell rings . Annabella opens the door . Sahib ( previously known as the Client) walks in and tight -gripped her hand , as if telling her ‘ I am in control’ . After both settle down, Sahib notices a change in her demeanor.”]
—-Sahib: “ Tonight you seem down-hearted. Come on . Sex up . “
—- Arabella:” It’s just a fleeting feeling of malaise. Tonight , let’s open our hearts for each other. I will tell you my secrets , you’ll tell me yours . Let’s bring out our crackling skeletons from our squeaky cupboards. Trust me , we will both feel better , once the heavy load is off our shoulders . Let me start first . In society , I am labeled Riff-Raff . Once , I did a diabolic deed in darkness . I shot a client for sexually abusing my body . ( she stretches her hands towards him) Handcuffs me ( silence) . Now , it’s your turn . If you wanna turn me on , prove that you are a macho with hard balls . You have to match or surpass my evil deed . Bring it out of the closet . If you do so , I promise to light a fire under your ass , and take you for a promenade in the hanging gardens of Babylon . Start as to why is your skin , slightly burnt ? . “.
—- Sahib: “ From a fire accident . I tried to extinguish it . I was lucky to escape, but my three other friends did not . “
—- Arabella: “ If that’s all, you didn’t turn me on . Try something hair raising. .”
—- Sahib: ( hesitating) “ Once , I raped a virgin tourist in Tabra . Tried to revive her but luckily she died . No regrets . Are you satisfied now ? Nature calls , can I go to the powder room . “ [. She nods .He goes. On hearing his confession , Annabella’s body froze as if bitten by hypothermia. She drops a liquid in his glass . He comes back . ].
—- Arabella : “ Cheers . Let the party begins. ( after few cheers) Why are you staring at me ? “ —- Sahib : “ feeling slightly dizzy. I’m gazing at you in admiration. .” —- Annabella : “ No. You are rudely looking at me . Just saw a storm in your eyeball . A look of ill-intent. A bad omen . “
—-Sahib: “ What’s wrong with you ? . My head is turning like a cyclone. Why this sudden shift in mood . “ .
—- Arabella: “ It’s a woman’s prerogative to change her mood , when she is deeply hurt . Look at my eyes , you bamboozle . Don’t you recognize me , you sizzling fat pork . Soon , you’re gonna kiss away your kismet . I am the tourist whom you ravished with your three friends , changing me from an innocent virgin to a deadly femme fatale . “
—- Sahib: “ ( while keeping his sang-froid , like a cool cucumber) I was frustrated and under age . If you kill me , I will rise like a Phoenix and come to haunt you .My secret service soldiers will find you , and mince you to pieces like a steak tartar, you fucking bitch . “
—- Arabella: “ I ‘m gonna be your Judge , Jury and Executioner. The Elexir I dropped in your glass, will soon take effect . You’re gonna go from from a state of limbo to comatose . “
—- Sahib ( he panics and becomes hysterical) Mercy Mercy . “ —-Annabella: “ No merci. Even speaking French will not save you . Once you wake up , I’m gonna dissect your organs , one by one , and sell them in the black market. I’ll start with your Willy and end up with your brain and heart . You will be awake during the process to witness the seeping of your blood from your veins .”
—-Sahib: ( freaks out in a tizzy spin. Starts hallucinating. ) Brouhaha . Hoo- ha ( starts singing in Spanish . )
—-Arabella: “ Like a raging bull , lanced by a Picador, before being sword-plunged by a Matador, you’re gonna be slaughtered and fed to stray dogs . . It ain’t gonna be an eye for an eye . But , my pussycat for your fucking ass . I will find twelve mercenaries , who are willing to initiate a risqué Ritual Ceremony . A taste of his own medicine. This will teach him , how it feels , when someone is ravaged against his will. Then and only then , will my revenge be avenged, and my anger quenched. (She picks up the phone ) Hello Doctor. Prepare the operating room , and telephone our contacts in the Black Market , and tell them , we have body parts for sale . . “
… End