Early in the morning the other day, when I was taking a rare walk down Mejiro-dori, you walked past me, dressed like a track and field athlete. I still can't forget the lingering scent of you at that time. A tight, pale, small body must be under those tight clothes. The tight clothes made your chest and buttocks line stand out clearly, and it looked very obscene with the lingering scent. I still remember how my lower half of my body was trembling when I saw you like that. But today I'm alone with you. Have a good time. [* There is some disturbance in the image and sound]