Our session began with a few strokes of the new rod, the previous one was destroyed by over use. Camille's naked back began to show the marks of the new beating. Her reaction was slow at first, with a few moans, a few sighs. She surrendered her body, I thought, by letting me see more of her.

I was honest with her. This was not simply an act for a movie, it was not a rehearsal for the moive we were shooting in a few days.

Before the session I told her of the new story, the one film I wanted to make one day. and I went further, with a bit of trepidation, not knowing what to expect.

This is "my" thing, I told her, finally. "I enjoy this". "Of course you do" she responded. "Cool". That was it. It sealed the deal. She gave the Ok. and I was going to act on it. The new session was going to be our game.

When I played these games with Margot and MaRe, we were not acting out a escene. We were playing. When I started these sessions with Camille, we were acting, we were rehearsing. There's a difference in my attitude. When I play, I play. I don't care about lights or cameras or anything apart from the intensity of the game between the two people involved.