A sweet memory with a friend's mother who happened during puberty when he was looking for a way to change from a boy to an adult. After becoming members of society, we decided to drink at Kenji's house for the first time in a while. Room unchanged. A nostalgic smell. At that time, I suddenly remembered Kenji's mother. This is the story of when we were kids... My grandmother was always in her underwear. Make up beautifully...I wonder where they're going... Such an aunt... I think we were all made into men. Now that I think about it... at that time, we couldn't do anything in front of my aunt's sex appeal...
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