Mr. and Mrs. Arisaka who moved to the next room of the condominium this time. I was politely receiving a little gift and greeting him at the front door, but as a single Lehman, my gaze was as early as that, "I see it in my daily life, I can't see it. I was sucked into the unprotected, defenseless, forward-leaning "chest chiller" of the Arisaka lady, who was throbbing. Since then, in a casual apartment life, I greedily peek at the wife's "floating bra breast chiller" next door ...
