I live alone and I'm going home drinking again today. I headed to the massage shop that I was worried about. So-called shady, erotic massage. She greeted her with a married woman-like atmosphere and enjoyed her time. A few days later, Mr. Morisawa, a beautiful married woman in the neighborhood who always sees. Morisawa-san was always beautiful and I wished someone like that was her wife. She nodded as we passed each other today, but somewhere, yes, that massage lady. Maybe that's how it should be, and night. I went to a massage shop to see if that woman was there. Then I decided to ask the woman who came out. Are you Morisawa-san? and...
