I was aroused. I became aroused.
At the young, bare skin of my student, a high school girl.
At her pure, unclouded smile, without any doubt or cloudiness.
My heart was fluttering. My heart was fluttering.
Even though I'm too old for that.
However, I still have my sense of reason.
I wouldn't do something foolish like laying a hand on a student.
I picked up my smartphone. JK Reflexology.
That's it, this would be good enough.
I could just close my eyes, think of Sasaki,
and feel like I was reliving the experience.
However, my plan quickly fell apart.
When the prostitute I had called removed her hood,
a familiar face appeared, and at that moment--