"Momoko dresses like that, too, is lovely," a casual comment said to her husband's friend Sugiura, which made me crazy. I've never been praised by a man in recent years. I even forgot that I was a woman. Even though I knew it would be bad to be serious about it, every time Sugiura saw me in a leotard, my crotch got wet and my body got hot. "I am a woman before I am my husband's wife. 'A moment I thought that, my desires that had accumulated in my body went out of control...