
"I'm sorry, Van! You've done anything for my son Ella. But I'll make sure this is the last time, from tomorrow you don't have to work anymore."
Vanya smile. "I like whatever my job is. You take it easy, don't feel bad" replied Vanya.
"But I don't like to see you working until this late. Let alone—" Marco hangs up his talk. Lifting inner man with disgusted face mimic. "You've washed the man's wrapper! Mine alone I won't allow, let alone belong to someone else!" resounding.
Then he threw the disgusting thing into any place. His lips curled sharply when looking at clothes that are predominantly owned by men.
"Tonight is the last. Tomorrow I will no longer be a washing worker." Vanya did that for Marco.
The family who used to wash his clothes on Vanya was made up of men. A single father with three sons. Therefore Vanya wants to stop because Marco will obviously not like.
"Accordingly if I work on the farm, I still have a contract for a year. You can't ban me for that one."
"Yes, I'll let you work on the farm! But don't wash this guy's clothes, I'm jealous, I don't like it!"
Now, guess it's true, what did Vanya say?
"Well, from tomorrow the man I washed his clothes on is just you!"
"Don't start tomorrow, but start now! Leave the clothes, tomorrow we tell the laundry man to get them."
"If in landry I am the loser. My wages washing these clothes are not enough to pay for laundry."
"I'll pay for everything. Just let the shirt chuckle here, just don't touch their clothes anymore" said Marco.
"But Co—"
"No! This time I forced!" The possessive man began to act. He pulled Vanya's arm, then closed the back door and locked it tightly. Driven Vanya's back to the edge of the door frame.
Marco did his act again. Sipping pleasure from Vanya's lips full of desire.
Although it began with surprise, Vanya welcomed Marco's treatment with longing desire.
At the kitchen door that was directly connected to that outer bathroom, they again let go of longing. A pleasant feeling if there is an object to channel.
Marco took off his kiss after feeling enough. "Let me think a little bit, Van, thinking about how you'd live without me is driving me crazy! Especially having to watch you do the job until this late. Come on in ...."
Marco led Vanya into the room. One thing that makes her lucky, Ella has been trained to sleep in her own room since the age of two years. It makes Marco not difficult if you want to channel the desire of his Naraciaga trunk.
"Oh yeah, after our meeting, what's your next plan?" Vanya turned to Marco when she had just locked the door of the room. The man was already sitting sweetly on the bed and put two hands in his pajama pocket.
"I want to enjoy life. Being unemployed from a rich wife until I'm satisfied!"
"Who will take care of your company?" hardik Vanya's.
"There's a hero, he's back at me!"
"Hero again Hero again!" Vanya approached, joined in sitting beside the man. "Pity that guy, he's always apes when he's near you!"
"That's the request, yeah, he told me to have fun with you and Ella without thinking about the company."
Vanya sneered cynically. "How long do you want to be unemployed?" ask again.
"Don't know, all I want!"
"Pity Hero!"
"Pity?" His voice is a little high. "Why should you feel sorry for others? You should feel sorry for your husband who has been suffering because he lost his moment with his wife and children. That's what you have to think, not think of another man!"
"Haha, you son of a bitch! Yes .. yes, I feel sorry for you too!"
"Good, don't pity others. I don't like it!"
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