A secret I can't tell anyone: that I'm an outrageous pervert. Stripping naked in a late-night office, unloading in every location going — there's no way I could tell anyone. So perverts are lonely. And then one day, I ran into a woman of exactly the same kind. No way. Does this actually happen? Both of us stunned. But immediately after, connected by the instinct of the pervert, the two of us went looking for higher ground together and started trying filthy things as a pair. No more being alone. There's another pervert right in front of me. The happiness of getting to be a pervert exactly as you are — and we came together as though tasting it.