Let me tell you about the day I lost my virginity.

Let me tell you about the day I lost my virginity. In the military sense, that is. Until five minutes ago, I was in a great mood. A young man I met at a bar was coming over to my place. While I was cutting meat for him, someone suddenly strangled me from behind. If something like that happened to you in your own home while living alone, anyone would struggle. Have you ever been scolded for "don't hug someone who's holding a weapon"? Yeah, exactly what you're imagining just happened. In less than ten more minutes, he's coming over. What am I supposed to do? And who the hell is this guy dying right in front of me? ◇◆◇ Various things happen, but a happy ending is guaranteed. Do you like it when a composed older brother turns pale or flushed? I absolutely love it.