Early in the morning, after eating breakfast, Igor kissed his wife on the cheek, and he said goodbye to his wife and children with a smile that he felt a little disgusting and left the house. The moment he closed the door, his smile that almost perfectly played the role of a good father and husband was put into the "drawer" and replaced by a faint boredom.

He wasn't like that before, he used to love his wife very much, and he loved his children very much, and was willing to give them almost everything he had, and only wanted them to be healthy and happy. But when he became the head of the telegraph office, everything inadvertently changed.

He straightened his clothes, greeted his neighbors with a smile on his handbag, and got into his car. He thought back to what had happened before he got home last night, the female operator. He was a little disgusted with it sometimes, but he didn't know why he couldn't control his desires at all whenever someone used this method against him.

The car slowly drove onto the road, and the scenery in the neighborhood has not changed for more than ten years, only the appearance and heart of those people have changed.

The first time he faced this temptation was on a sunny afternoon, when he had just become the head of the telegraph office, which at that time had seven employees, including eight people. For the situation at that time, there were not so many staff in the telegraph office, so Igor thought that the first work plan after taking office was "redundancy", and he would lay off four people, leaving only three.

One person is responsible for the daily file sorting and document recording work, one person is responsible for sending and receiving telegrams, and one person is responsible for emergency situations at any time, plus he, the director, only four people are needed for the entire telegraph office.

When he spoke his mind, there was some disbelief on their faces...... It should be fear. After all, the salary here is not very much, but the benefits are very good, and the work is not busy, everyone may have complained that the job is not very satisfying, but in fact everyone cherishes this job, and no one wants to leave.

It was cruel to pick out four of the seven to leave, but Igor thought it was necessary. Since coming to power, the New Party has not created any new departments, but has merged some departments and put forward the idea of streamlining the membership of the body. He did so entirely to cater to the governor and the higher levels of the administration, and he was still very ambitious, thinking that he might be able to climb higher.

But on the day he made the announcement, after work he had gathered up the papers on his desk and put away some drafts to leave, the telegraph operator at the time opened the door uninvited. He remembered that it was autumn, and that the telegraph operator was wearing a nice coat, just as he stood up and sat down to ask the telegraph operator what was the matter.

She took off her coat, revealing the white lace underwear underneath.

It was the second woman Igor had seen besides his wife, he had struggled, he had struggled with his desires, and his mind went blank when the woman took off all her clothes and sat on his lap and pulled him into her chest.

Naturally, the telegraph operator stayed and became the victor. Although her methods are somewhat despicable, for women it may be their sharpest weapon. From that day on, Igor began to take an interest in women other than his wife, whether it was a female subordinate or a skilled woman on the street, and when he had sex, he would go to these people to solve it.

There will be a fresh period for everything, just like love, and everyone's love will have an unforgettable and passionate time. But after this period of time, everything will be flat, and so will Igor. When the women could no longer provide him with more novelty, he began to change his target, aiming at the married women.

He himself has studied his own behavior, and he believes that he does not seek pleasure physically, but through psychological satisfaction on a deeper level, and he is deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate himself. He was more excited than anything else when he saw the women who were compromised and had to show their bodies and all their passions as if they were their husbands.

There is no doubt that he is a pervert, a psychologically distorted pervert. He had a secret that he hadn't told anyone, and he had found someone to do something he shouldn't have done after his wife was drunk. That made him excited, but he didn't dare to do it a second time, because he was a figure with a head and a face, and he couldn't let his chaotic private life ruin him.

Looking at himself in the inverted mirror, Igor slapped his cheek with his free hand, and the flame that had been extinguished for a long time began to swell again after he was rejected by the woman named Natalie. He needed a perfect vent to take the woman out of his memory.

The more he didn't want to think about it, the more the terrible thought rolled through his mind. He suddenly twisted the steering wheel, and the car suddenly turned so that the driver behind him raised his middle finger and scolded. He couldn't care about any of that, he drove quickly in the opposite direction of the telegraph office in the direction of the station, he needed to find someone, find someone who didn't live in Namelindes, and negotiate a deal with him, and send him away forever.

His car was parked right outside the station, and the special status and environment of Namirinders made it possible to see many people from out of town every day, and many people would leave this paradise from here. He lit a cigarette and sat in the car, observing every one who came out of the station and didn't quite look like a resident of Namilindes.

That won't work, he shook his head, and a burly man walked past his car. There is no doubt that this strong man was certainly not a resident of the place, he was dressed in very rustic clothes, and he was very shabby, inferior to the coolies in the station, and he must have come from other places to seek work. He doesn't like strong men, because it makes him look "small", and he likes those who are similar to himself.

After a little more waiting, a new train arrived, and another group of people went out of the station, and he lit another cigarette, his eyes resting on each of the men who looked like outsiders. In the end, he watched the group leave with some disappointment, and did not find a single one that he felt suitable.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, he had been waiting here for two hours, and just as he was about to give up, his eyes lit up! A man he was pleased with came out of the station, he didn't look like a man from Namelindes, and he couldn't say if he was right. The other man didn't look like a poor man, and judging by what he was wearing, he seemed to have a little money. When he looked left and right and casually looked at his side, Igor immediately realized that this was the person he was looking for.

He immediately pushed the car door and walked out, and quickly followed the guy, who was very alert, and he followed for less than thirty seconds, and the other party stopped and turned to look at him.

He swallowed, squeezed out a smile, and pointed to the car not far away, "That's my car, I have a business I want to talk to you about!"

The man shook his head, said no interest and left, Igor chased after two steps, and when the man turned back again, there was a luster in his eyes that he couldn't say, like ...... It's like watching the lions in their cages in the zoo. He took two steps back and raised his hand to indicate that he was harmless, "I really have a business I want to talk to you about." ”

The guy chuckled and turned to leave.

Igor shook his arm a little frustrated, this is the person he thinks is the most suitable, because this person is very handsome, so handsome that he feels that on the premise of knowing that the other party is a man, as long as the other party is willing to lie on the bed and pout his ass, he has the idea of trying it. If such a man is brought home...... Maybe that would be even more beautiful!

He drove back to the telegraph office, where the receptionist stood up to greet him, nodded casually, and went up the stairs to his office. He was very upset now, and he wanted to do something, but just when he was about to do something, two women didn't appear in his mind again, and they kept alternately appearing in his mind. One is the woman named Natalie, and the other is his wife.

He grabbed his hair and roared twice, then stood up in some anger and walked back and forth a few steps. At this time, it was already eleven twenty o'clock, and there was less than half an hour before the end of work. He couldn't sit still and work here, the terrible thought was like weeds bathed in rain, and he wanted to find a place to relax.

He changed into a set of civilian clothes, had twenty dollars in his pocket, and the moment he left the office and walked down the steps, he was stunned.

The guy who appeared at the station before, and here again, this is an opportunity.

When Igor saw the man, the man also saw Igor, and it seemed that he didn't expect to meet Igor here, and both of them had such a brief moment of trance. It was the lady at the front desk who alerted the guest and told him Igor's true identity - the head of the telegraph office.

Igor tidied up his clothes, walked over with a smile, and held out his hand, "Sir, I'm Igor, if you don't mind, you might as well come and sit in my office for a while." ”

The man was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand and shook it with him, "Kalam!"

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