Chapter 31 Chage A Place

When Yoyo called again to say that Carson's car was driving to the sanatorium, Susanna had arrived at the bar. "I see. Don't worry about them." She wanted to be drunk for a long time, but she didn't, because she had to keep her head clear all the time. However, a series of matters that happened today made her a little out of control. She sat down at a bar counter by herself, ordered a few drinks, and watched the swaying people in the bar. It was very noisy around, but her heart was very calm. There were no waves in her heart at all. A single woman who drank in a bar would soon attract others' attention. She was no exception. After a while, a man came. "Is there anyone here?" Susanna glanced at the man. He was about thirty or forty years old, and he was well dressed. At least he didn't have a beer belly of a middle-aged man. She nodded slightly. "It's boring to drink alone. I'll accompany you." The man said, ordered a few more drinks, and then put his hands on her lap. Susanna's work as a saleswoman over the years was not in vain. As a woman, she would suffer a lot in this field. She had never been drunk outside or never dared to be drunk. Because she didn't know whose bed she would be in when she woke up the next day, so even though her body was already in a state of drunkenness, her brain was very clear. Years of exercise had also let her practice the skill of perfection. If she didn't want to continue, this man's hands could not go on. But she did not do anything, which was undoubtedly tacit to the man's behavior. The man saw that she did not object, and he was happy immediately. His hands want more and more up. What Susanna thought of in her mind at this time was what Carson said: Physical infidelity did not mean spiritual infidelity. If so, she might not have been so angry. They had been together for more than ten years, and their passion had already faded away, leaving only family affection. However, Carson was not only physical infidelity, his spirit had long been unclean. The most important thing was that he also wanted his own life. When the man's hands began to be irregular, she suddenly said: "Does your wife know that?" The man's hands obviously paused for a moment: "My wife and I had always played our own. She's looking for her young boys, and I'm looking for my schoolgirls." "You're looking for the wrong person. I'm not a schoolgirl. I'm a middle-aged woman at best." "I played with girls too much. It's good to change my appetites occasionally. Besides, you're not an ordinary middle-aged woman. They don't have your smell." "What's the smell?" "The smell makes a man want to hold you hard." The man said without any disguise. He noticed Susanna since she came in. Although this woman was not as young as ever, her face and eyes revealed a kind of arrogant and superior posture. She didn't know how attractive she was. He saw that several men had noticed her. They might think the same as him. They wanted to press her hard under their bodies to see if she could still put on that high look. His reaction was the fastest, so he could sit here. The night of the rendezvous was always too short. He didn't want to waste time here, so he gave a vague smile to Susanna:"Shall we change a place?"