"Put me down, Bram! I don't like it like this! I don't want you to do anything to me! If you want it, just do it with that woman!" growled Clara.
"I don't want to, I just want to be with you," said Bram.
"But I don't want to. I used to be silent when you married Anita, then married me. I had to share you with Anita, now I don't want to be like that!" growled Clara.
Bram frowned. So, all this time Clara was not willing to share himself with Anita?
Bram smiled. He stepped into the bedroom. He carried Clara into the bedroom.
"Bram! Don't mess around!" Clara snapped as she rebelled.
Bram ignored Clara's words, he threw Clara's body onto the bed.
Clara moved away from Bram.
"I told you, I don't want to do it!" annoyed Clara.
"I didn't do anything with the woman you saw last night, Clara," said Bram.
"You're lying, it's obvious the woman was only wearing a towel. Your face, my God. You kissed her neck!" growled Clara.
