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The
Training of Camille - Session 2 - Page 7
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Camille didn't know what was
on my mind. She wasn't going to know unless
she proved herself to be THE ONE. All she
knew is that in a few days time she was going
to act in a movie, that she was going to play
two roles, that of twin sistes, one who is
killed by Mr Psycho and the other who gets
involved in the investigation, falling in
love with a lawyer/painter played by me. We
had already rehearsed one kiss. |
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The rod kept falling on
Camille's back, the same way it fell on MaRe's
a while back, perhaps a bit harder. When I
took MaRe into the playroom I didn't know
if she would go for what I was planning, but
I had a very strong suspicion that she was
going to do it. I wasn't going to hang her
from the beam across the room like I did with
Margot. I was going to just tie her wrists
together. There was a mattres on the floor,
which we used with Margot when she had to
fall to the ground during our rehearsals.
I laid MaRe on the matress and tied her wrists,
she started to breath heavily, her mouth and
eyes closed. It was a dream come true for
her. |

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I was nearing the end of the
first part of this session. I was taking my
time, enjoying it, taking advantage of a situation
that I created and that she entered into of
her own free will. I believed then that she
suspected that I was enjoying it a bit too
much but she never gave me any inkling of
that possible thinking, not during that session.
She was letting herself go, letting her situation
take over, just as I taught my actors to do. |
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| After a few more strokes with
the cane or rod, I decided she was ready for
the next part, the one I liked the best, the
one I was hoping would grow into her. I was
going to free one wrist and turn her around
to face me. I was going to stretch her arm to
the side, open her arms in cross like position.
Just like I did with Margot when she was on
top of me that night in Hungary, while listening
to the rock opera perform "I Don't Know
How To Love Him". |
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