777YMYM-014 Yamiyami 010/Gyaru who was unexpectedly bristle when I took it off while she was sleeping/Yamiyami Alcohol

The time is midnight. The city is gradually losing the hustle and bustle of today, and is being enveloped in the darkness of midnight. The woman was slumped in a deserted parking lot one street away from the main street. Concealing her excitement, I pretend to be a kind man passing by and talk to her. The woman starts talking rambling in a non-repeating rhetoric. She was a regular nonsense about the friends she was drinking with and the softballs.