My neighbor Miki often drinks from the middle of the day and always struck me as the perfect example of an irresponsible adult. I was determined to stay serious about work, college, and romance—until I came home from my shift to a breakup message. When I stepped outside heartbroken, the usual tipsy Miki noticed my pain and comforted me. Though I knew it was wrong, I gave in to desire and buried myself in her warm, motherly body, creampying her over and over.