Why do we always meet each other? - I couldnt hide my turmoil in the words of a married woman who lived in the opposite room that I suddenly released. - Every time I met her sweaty girlfriend exercising while bouncing her big breasts, I was inflating my delusion. - Whether or not she knew my motives, she attacked me skillfully. - In the afternoon when no one was there, I, who had little experience with women, couldnt take control of her, and her body and mind were controlled as she told me.