I'M REIMBOGGING MY BODY

LT 123

Sarah clucked in annoyance. In order to get information about Farrel, he had to provide a bed service. The man has no shortage of women. And as far as Sarah knows, his wife alone there are three who live in one house. Not to mention with other jal*ng-jal*ng, which scattered everywhere.

Because the one who was coming to her apartment was not the person she wanted to be, so Sarah did not perform any special rituals to welcome her. Unlike if he wanted to meet with Farrel, he would definitely do a complete and expensive treatment in a famous salon.

Tong

Bram stood in the doorway with a very disgusting smile according to Sarah. “Sed waiting for me, miss?” Ask.

“Ck! Forced,” replied jutek Sarah.

Bram breezed into the apartment without bothering to wait for an offer or permission from Sarah.

“Do I need to make you a drink, for you? Ask Sarah, lazy.

“No. I'll take it myself. Because I'm sure that the drink I want is not what you had in mind.”

See?

The man was always outspoken when it came to matters related to the bed scene. Makes Sarah more uncomfortable, by turning the eyeballs, careless.

“Where's the information you were talking about?” Ask Sarah. He ignored the hungry look of Bram.

Then without making a sound, Bram pointed at the envelope he had placed on the table with his chin. Crossing your legs and acting as if you were in your own home.

To avoid Bram's touch before getting what he wants, Sarah chose a seat across. Immediately grab the designated envelope, then open it with curiosity.

“Ba-how can?” furious Sarah. The photo in his grasp was already tangled due to being squeezed too strong.

Bram moved his seat. Intentionally stroked Sarah's cheek to relieve the emotional turmoil that came out of the woman.

“Don't be too angry baby.. If you need help, I'll be happy to do what you want. With the appropriate payment of course,” whispered Bram. Sarah clearly knew the meaning of the sly grin from the tip of Bram's lips.

“How long do you want to hire me?” said Sarah.

Hearing the voice with a resigned tone, made Bram smile widely. The two of them were looking for a deal, without any more need to explain the rules of the game. Sarah and Bram both adhere to the principle of ‘take and give’. Of course in a mutually beneficial sense. Bram gets pleasure at will, while Sarah gets help to make Farrel come back.

“Maybe... until I get bored,” whispered Bram. Breathing lustfully behind Sarah's ear.

“But I have to be sure, if you can get Farrel back.”

“Ck! Why should it be that guy, anyway? Aren't you tempted to be my only mistress? I can fulfill everything you need. Car, house and all other expensive items,” bargain Bram.

“Because I love him.”

“Ha haa...,” Bram laughs at the answer coming out of Sarah's mouth. “I know, that I am a brengs*k human being. But your behavior is also not arguably better than mine. We both live in a dirty world, Sarah. I don't even care what other people think of me. And hearing you say love like that makes me a little nauseous. Ha haa...,” Bram laughs again.

“But I really love him, Bram.”

“You are sure that it is a feeling of love?” Bram doubts Sarah. “Didn't it look more like an obsession?” added Bram, again. She wanted Sarah to open her eyes to reality.

“No! That is love. And I've sacrificed too much to get it, to have to steal it from my own best friend.”

Bram's forehead is wrinkled. Just this time, he saw sadness from Sarah's eyes. Real sadness comes from the heart, without lies. He looked very fragile, as his tears trickled down. Though all this time, the woman continued to act strong and haughty.

“But who is that unlucky woman who became your best friend? I mean, I was once a friend of a woman like you. I feel sorry for him,” asked Bram, curious.

“Serena.”

“What?!”

Bram got up from sitting, too shocked. He did not expect, if the woman who was his target had ever had a relationship with Sarah's husband. Errata, ex-husband.

“Do you know him?” Sarah looked suspiciously at Bram. The reaction of the man was too excessive.

“Hah? Nah! I don't know. I only ever heard his name. Is she also a model, like you?” said Bram. Questions answered with questions. He just doesn't want the real story to happen.

“Are you hiding something?” search Sarah. He does not easily believe Bram's words that look very suspicious.

“No! Don't answer! It doesn't matter.”

Sarah put her index finger on Bram's lips. Prevent the man from answering his question, just now. For him, whatever is not related to Farrel, everything is meaningless.

The soft and fragrant finger that was still attached to his lips, made Bram smile happily. Touching in an area that could easily arouse passion, there was no way he would waste it. His hand immediately moved to hold back, before the woman could pull him.

Cup

“So... am I allowed to take my payment, after handing you the photos?” Bram asked in a loud voice.

As powerful as Sarah is, the results will remain the same. He still has to give up losing. Lose because there was a previous agreement, or indeed he began to enjoy the cradle from Bram's mouth.

“Yah. Take your pay,” replied Sarah, sighing slightly.

Bram vented out all the desires he had been craving all along. He continues to sip the pleasure that is resigned below or sometimes above his body. Continually seeking satisfaction from the deal he values is worth it, as if there is no tomorrow.

- Elsewhere.

“Gosh! Did you do this on purpose?” ask Farrel. The four of them will stay in the same hotel, and on the same floor. Even the door to his hotel room was facing off.

“Do not accuse! I don't know about this at all . Had I known from the beginning, I wouldn't have wanted to stay here, let alone be with you!” joni growled, not accepting.

Sherly and Serena can only shake their heads, seeing Farrel and Joni fighting. Did their vacation have to be ruined, just because of a trivial thing like this?

“Already Farrel,” said Sherly, try to calm down. While Serena approached Joni and crept on her husband's burly arm.

“It's a big problem dear,” shoot Farrel on the lover.

“What's the big deal? You're the one who exaggerated the problem!” Joni interrupts.

“If one of us is drunk, continues to suddenly go wrong in the room, it can be dangerous!”

“Indeed who wants to waste time getting drunk, huh?! I'm the same Serena here all the way, because she wants a honeymoon. Not to get drunk!” Joni again denied Farrel's remarks that he considered unreasonable.

Sherly and Serena both chose to retreat and were silent. Crossing both arms in front of the chest, without taking your eyes off the two men who were fighting.

Farrel and Joni still look at each other. As if they are calling for a voice, if they do not agree with the words of the other person.

“What should we do?” Whisper Sherly on Serena.

“We look and wait a little while longer, want to until when they behave like this.”

Sherly agreed with Serena. Then the two women stood parallel, in silence.

“Do you plan to get drunk, Farrel?” Ask Serena prank. In a state of unfocused, usually the man will tell the truth unconsciously. And Serena knew the man's weakness.

“Maybe,” replied briefly Farrel, without turning his head.

Don't we? The man was unconscious with his mouth moving on its own. His focus was only on Joni who was shining her eyes. Making Serena curious, the more. And seeing that, Sherly was only able to resist the smile by biting under her lips.

“Why can it be?” Ask Serena, again.

“Because I should be able to refrain from touching the woman I love. Though we slept one bed,” replied Farrel, lethargic. His eyes finally blinked, without wanting to continue his arrogance towards Joni.

Serena turned her eyes to Sherly. Asked without a sound. Waiting for an answer, which could have been different.

Sherly nodded in a timid manner.

Hearing Farrel's reply, Joni and Serena laughed instantly. They did not expect that the fate of a Farrel would be as miserable as that.

“Ck ck ck then why do you have to come all the way here, if only to sleep?” Ask Serena. Anyone who could hear, would know that Sarah's words just now, were a mockery.

Farrell did not answer. He gently pulled Sherly's arm to immediately enter the hotel room they had booked earlier. Not wanting to linger standing up and receiving a look of pity.

“If you just entered the wrong room, I don't mind. Just make no mistake partner alone,” said Joni insinuated Farrel before completely disappearing behind the door.

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