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You come on a date with a girl. You've been waiting for her outside the theater for 15 minutes. You didn't really want to go to a performance where some modern production of Alice In Wonderland would be shown. You don't understand theater at all. She insisted. Well, if she wants to, why not. She needs a special experience to have a good evening. It's enough for you to see her naked.

And so, you finally notice her silhouette in the semi-darkness, neon from the signs of the establishments, the night. You're glad to see her. She hugs you but does not kiss you as you would like. This is the second date. The past one went well, there was something to ask and tell, but you went home each in your own way. You really hope for the continuation of this evening.

You are standing in line at the entrance, awkwardly communicating trying to understand your lady's mood. She also responds dryly and awkwardly. Finally you are in the hall. Find places. Be silent in anticipation of the beginning of the performance.

You are generally familiar with the work Alice in Wonderland from the book you read when, lots of cartoons and even full-length films. The plot didn't really surprise you. We were surprised only by the actors dressed like in a TV series for teenagers: very brightly, Alice herself had a chupachups in her mouth throughout the performance, which was given to her at the very beginning by a White Rabbit. The performance ended exactly where the "King and Queen of Hearts" should have arranged a trial, and when Alice noknets finished sucking her candy right there, someone poured out a whole bucket of cards from behind the scenes, inflated by a fan in Alice's face.

That's such a strange end to the production. You are shocked by what you have seen. You clap uncertainly, imitating the rest of the audience. It seems everyone in the room is delighted, including your lady. You agree to meet at the entrance, because you just need to take a leak. The performance was without interruptions. There is a huge queue for the toilet, you are unlucky, you are almost at the very end. This is the last performance for today. The theater with its numerous corridors is only partially illuminated. Are you sure that where there is another toilet in the dark, and the light is turned off so that people don't go there, and the cunning cleaners don't have to wash the floors and clean there.

After a few minutes, the way is illuminated by the flashlight of your own phone. You find the desired door, turn on the light. Calmly do your business. You wash your hands, then the door opens. Very quickly, the same Alice from the play flies into the toilet! You are surprised and while you were thinking about what you saw, the girl who played the main role has already done her thing and is standing in front of you washing her hands and lamenting that there are only two toilets for everyone in this damn theater. You agree. Since she started a conversation with you are gaining the courage to ask: " what was the meaning of this chupachups in the beginning?". To which Alice replies, this production was created in one of the groups of Anonymous sex addicts, as therapy. And this performance was also part of therapy. Everyone who participated in the production is also from this group. Chupachups symbolizes the rabbit's phallus, and when Alice finishes with him at the end of the performance, the rabbit reaches the Highest point of pleasure, covering it with an avalanche of cards and then Alice wakes up from that dream...Your girlfriend must be waiting for you already. You are standing in the toilet, in a half-empty theater, next to a girl from the groups of anonymous sexaholics...your actions?