Over dinner

F, P and A in a dimly-lit room, eating pasta with shrimps. Morcheeba are playing in the background.

F.: So what's the first film you wanked to?
A.: [carries on eating]
P.: [carries on eating]
F.: Oh, boooooring! C'mon! Ok, I'll tell you. ROOTS! I LOVED WANKING TO ROOTS!!! All those BIG, muscular black men, their sweat dripping off their foreheads... Yummmmm... And I remember, there was this character, this white slavemaster, he was a bit gay, you know, and he had this lover, who also was gay, and FRENCH. They're all GAY, the French. Actually, no, they were in another film I loved wanking to when I was a kid, MANDINGO. Oh, GOD, he was SOOOOOOOO sexy! The way he took that white woman. Mmmmm...
A.: Is that why you've started downloading tons of straight porn with black guys fucking white women onto MY computer? Feeling nostalgic for those trash movies that were made to titillate the fantasies of the bored white middle-classes of the 1970s?
F.: Silly! I just like they way they treat women. Actually... the truth is...
P.: Yes?
F.: I'd like to BE one of those women! OH THE FUN I'D HAVE!!! I'd have one black man every night of the week, and then 3 or 4 at the time over the weekend!!!
A.: Yeah, you wouldn't want to over-do it, uh?
P.: Isn't that the amount of black men you spleep with weekly anyway?
F.: I wish. No, gay men are boooooooring. Women are so lucky. If only they knew the fun they could have with those LOVELY black men...!
P.: You talk like my grandmother, who came from the South, and spoke with this strong drool about those 'niiiiice black people who lived in a niiiiice little house behind ours, and always came to light the fire'!
F.: WOW!!! YOUR GRANDMOTHER HAD SLAVES?!?!?! OH MY GOD... I'M SO JEALOUS!!!!
P.: No, stupid. Slavery was abolished in the US ages before my grandmother was born.
F.: Oh. Shame.
A.: Tosser. Finish your food. This is the last time I'm cooking for you.
F.: Booooring!!!!!!