Even though it was just before noon on a weekday, all the love hotels in Tokyo were fully booked, with only the old love hotels on the outskirts of the entertainment district being vacant. - In that room she straddles me and wiggles her hips. - Many times, many times. - Gradually, the small room is filled with the chopped scent of men and women and the lewd sound of the mucous membrane rubbing. - Her soft breasts shaking, and her white neck gave off a faint sweat. - It is probably her occupation that further accentuates this already sensual situation. - If she's a normal girlfriend, she's surrounded by her children and practice singing, right now -- "I work in kindergarten. I love you guys," she casually asked at the cafe where she met, and she smiled. - I was strangely convinced by this reply, probably because the sight of the child-care worker wearing apron and singing in circles with the people came to my mind. - ●During the days of drawing, singing, and laughing together with the fellows. - An ideal and calm everyday life. - However, tranquility is always something that has a fever inside. - It's been over a year since I broke up with my boyfriend. - It wasn't loneliness that was growing, but something more urgent and instinctive. - She took a break from work and chose this day. - The sofa has lace underwear she said she "wears all the time." - The desires contained there were so frank. - They asked each other many times before, and then they both panted and sank into the sheets. - I hugged her for a moment and she slept quietly in my arms. - It's 2:30pm. - Looking at the watch, I suddenly thought. - ? - ? - I see. - If that's true, it's time for a nap now.