Every time I take out the garbage in the morning with the young man who moved in or exchange morning greetings in front of the front door, I feel relaxed and the distance between me and the young man gradually shrinks. I was tormented by the tingling of my body and the anxiety that I might not be able to control my reason when I was in contact with a man other than that, and finally something that had stopped me bursts into the man's forcible Berokisu and the erotic switch is turned on. I devote myself to SEX for several hours until I come back.
