tired of wrapping up the old man's loose ends, i let my guard down because he wasn't around anymore. i handed over the selection of works to a junior colleague under contract with the company. i didn't notice it while editing, chasing the release schedule. when the package was ready, i realized there were quite a few unfortunate incidents. the features of the women were sparse. pretty faces, good bodies, and ordinary ones, always changing but never really different. it takes brainpower and time to convey the content to everyone. if it were a simple big-titted gal, it would be easy, but this time it was tough. i often find myself wanting to categorize women just by looking at the package. no one will notice, so i'll write it down. it's extremely selfish, but this time it's a mistress, a second-class woman. i'm not sure if she's second or not, but she won't be first. i'm sorry if it's hard to understand. saying this might make people wonder what perspective i'm coming from. as a compliment, a mistress-like woman has attractive looks and atmosphere, plus she seems tight-lipped. she's independent and flexible enough to meet her partner's needs. even if i praise her, society might think i'm looking down on women. but the old man's behavior is exactly that. please consider my brain raped. maybe it's because many of them had a maternal aura and were independent. this time, the women have substance. the first one is a giant woman over 170 cm tall. not only is she tall, but she also has an outstanding figure. as usual, she's been thoroughly ravaged. the second one is a big-breasted woman with soft, wavy hair. the effects of xxx are surprisingly pronounced, indicating high erotic potential even in everyday sex. the third one is a city girl with a face value of 100. they say beauty fades in three days, but i'm not sure. i was most drawn to this girl's slightly shadowy parts. the fourth one is a mega-busted glasses girl. she's voluptuous and looks like she'd be great to hug. even when she's messed up, she looks like an unstained goddess, which is strange. anyway, here's my arbitrary mistress categorization, albeit retroactive. if you're interested, check out the contents. i hope there are people who feel the same way i do. speaking of which, there was an old story about an actor who was caught cheating, lost his job, and started living in the mountains with three women, either groupies or pseudo-mistresses, and became self-sufficient. i thought it was unrelated to me, but it's really a dream. surrounded by the women in this work, i dream of a field of flowers, wanting to erase the stench of the old man's presence in my mind as soon as possible, and i'm sick of every day. note: this product is fanza distribution limited.
