‘I’m at the Café Théâtre clearing the props from the stage before closing. As I’m about to move the table, I hear someone saying, “Don’t put that away yet.” I turn and it’s Arno. He strides over towards me, stripping as he does so. He quickly makes work of my dress and stretches me over the table, pounding me furiously. As we finish and dress, we hear the curtains coming apart and applause from the others still there. We smile, take our bows and go upstairs for round two.’

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