The Art of Loving: Story of Michalina Wislocka

Just grab it with your hand and hold tight

so that it doesn't slip out.

I don't think I want to do it.

You have to, or nothing will change.

I just can't.

You can. It's no big deal.

You want me to take matters into my own hands?

You may say so.

What will I say at the confession?

Ever heard of a Greek orgasm?

It is about releasing anger.

- I don't know if I can handle that. - Yes, you can.

Just let your body do the job.

- Have you done this before? - No. It's going to be my first time.

Mine too.

The first time is always painful.

Relax.

Be brave.

You slut...!

- First name? - Michalina.

- Family name? - Wislocka.

- Place of work? - Family Planning Association Clinic.

Profession?

Doctor.

- What kind of doctor? - Women's affairs.

Do you often beat up men so hard?

- Only if they beat up my patients. - So he fell down the stairs?

Enough.

Remember you did it for love.

What exactly do you offer in that clinic, citizen?

Love, officer...

love.

Listen...

Do you have any erotic fantasies?

What do you mean?

Something you'd like to do with me, or another woman?

Another woman?

Do you have a dream you're too ashamed to talk about?

We just did it.

Of course.

See, Boruta? We're never going to know.

THE ART OF LOVING THE STORY OF MICHALINA WISLOCKA

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Everyone dreams of a great role they will play in life.

Of a full loving audience.

However, the audience that would give us the sense of security and self-value

can be gained only through the loving people

that walk arm to arm with us.

"Vulva" - no. It sounds like a disease.

"Pussy" - no. You're not a little girl.

- Vagina? - Too anatomical.

- A dumpling. - What?

A dumpling.

You're surprising me. Isn't it masculine?

- That's why you need to have your book published. - Thank you.

Girls in our publishing house are fighting for your typescript.

I've read it several times myself. I couldn't sleep for three nights.

I think I convinced them. The publisher is positive. It may work out.

- How old are you, dear? - 25.

- So you're just getting in the heat. - I don't really drink that much, doctor.

I mean your intimate life. Have you had an orgasm yet?

You will. Take your time.

Since we're supposed to work together, you may call me Miska.

- Tereska. - And this is Boruta.

I'll fight for that book as much as I can, doctor.

It's not going to be easy though. You have adversaries.

Me? Adversaries? First time I hear about it.

The Department of Culture has received 1 O reviews of your book

from reputable experts. All are negative.

A recurring objection regards the explicit sexual content,

and the non-academic language, quote end quote.

It is an informative book that deals with sexual issues of couples.

How could it be explicit?

- So you want to promote all this? - No.

I want to make people conscious.

Socialism is about enlightenment, isn't it?

Of course.

But this is lewd filth.

Don't you like sex?

Relax. Everyone does it.

- But why talk about it? - Because they don't do it right.

- I don't think I fully understand you. - I'll explain it to you.

A woman may find pleasure in sex too.

It can be more than just a marital obligation.

Aren't you pushing it too far?

Tell me honestly,

was there a single woman among the reviewers?

- No. - They're afraid.

So far the books on sex have been written by men.

The strength of "The Art of Loving" is its author's gender.

- So you're the strength of the book? - Yes. Do you know why?

No.

Because I see the misery of Polish women every day.

Why am I wasting my breath? You know what I do.

Well, yes...

we know a little bit.

You lived in a triangle.

- What does it matter? - What about the author's ethics?

Are you a priest?

We're talking about the sexual life of 30 million Poles.

It's an important part of man's life, including the socialist one.

- But talking about these issues... - About sex.

Yes, thank you! ...causes families to fall apart.

No, you don't get it. It cements the families.

I don't remember anyone ever bringing up the issue

of the nation's deficiency in this respect on any administrative level!

You have no idea how many surgeries I've performed after illegal abortions!

- It's a skeleton in the closet! - Okay, we'll inform

the publishing house management about our decision. Goodbye.

Where are you from?

- What do you mean? - Where are you from?

I don't get it?

- I'm from Warsaw. - You're from a vagina.

And you weren't found in a cabbage patch either.

Did you see it?

I got sweat all over.

She's totally fucked up.

- I want no war with the Church. - Don't you like sex?

Precisely. Freeze it.

- In a triangle? - I'll tell you one day.

- Have I said something wrong again? - Not at all.

Doctor?

Doctor!

- We made it, doctor. - Did they approve?

No. It's me. Remember me? I was your patient.

I had problems with my husband. You recommended playing dress-up.

- I remember. How is it? - It's absolutely wonderful.

You're the best. It's so pleasurable now.

My man plays on me as if on an African drum.

- Very well. - I can't thank you enough.

- No problem, dear. Good luck. - Thank you.

It gets boring after a couple of years of marriage, doesn't it?

LODZ, 1939

That's him.

- Quite handsome. - He's a genius.

A biologist.

- Too old for you. - Not at all.

We'll be like Pierre and Marie Curie.

You know how much he's liked by the girls.

Morons.

They know nothing about biology.

- It's so overgrown with duckweed. - Mind yours doesn't get so.

Wanda!

He's kind of still.

I'm gonna die! He's drowned!

Is it polite to be peeping like that?

This is Staszek. My face is a bit higher.

- I'm Stash. Hi. - Michalina.

- I am Wanda. - She's my friend.

Don't say a word.

What's going on here?

What's going on with you, boys?

Don't scare my wife!

It's okay. Soldiers need a break too.

Take your pants off and hop in the water. No one's going to see you here.

- Don't tell anyone. - I won't.

WARSAW, 1941

Wait.

Wait, Stan!

Miska!

Damn it!

- You could at least pretend to like it. - We were not to lie to each other.

- You don't love me. - I do, but it never stops hurting.

But you know how much I need it.

You could at least...

If you had been more gentle the first time, it might not hurt so much now.

Tell me...

...are you a soul with a body, or a body with a soul?

What do you think?

Of course I am a body that has...

a mind.

But I am a soul, and I have no need for a body.

The soul'll always manage without the body.

- After death. - We must be going.

- Really? - Do you want to eat?

Feeding lice is like the Russian roulette.

The chance of getting infected is like one to six.

Interesting.

Next one, please.

- It's really hot. - Yes.

You've got to watch the time,

because the lab lice never know when to stop feeding.

They keep feeding until they burst.

Yours still look miserable. They are just starting.

I'm trying to imagine I'm somewhere else.

Excuse me, then.

- What? Are you okay? - No. I feel like I'm drunk.

I feel weird too. It's getting to us.

Two women are living with one academic whom they adore.

- Is he a biologist too? - Something like that.

He has a spiritual connection with one of them,

- and sleeps with the other one. - ls that what you want?

I've missed her so much.

You're seeing her tomorrow.

I don't remember the last time I saw her.

What do you need Wanda for? You have me.

We're like sisters, remember?

Do you want me to be your learned maharajah?

Stas!

Stas! Let me read!