"Thinking about this in broad daylight, has your brain been invaded by lustful bugs?"
Ivy Aretha really couldn't stand this man, who seemed to be aroused the moment he returned. He didn't even want to have a proper conversation, but had to keep bothering her. If this is what's it like upon registration, who knows what will happen in the future?
Lustful bugs in his brain?
Michael Gordon's eye twitched. He was clearly an abstinent man, so how did he become a slave to his lusts?
Otherwise, how come none of the many women who tried to climb into his bed over the years ever succeeded?
Suddenly, the man grinned devilishly. His familiar teasing voice resounded seductively, "Wife, if I'm lustful, I'm only lustful for you. All these years, I've saved myself for you."
Ivy Aretha: "..."
It's been said that womanizing and charming men are unreliable because they're too skilled at capturing women's hearts. She was once confident she could be the woman to resist such a man's advances!
