The company I started working at this spring is fucking awful! Every day I'm stuck doing overtime and can't even see my loved one... They're talking about 'cost-cutting' and it's so annoying... And on top of that, my least favorite power-harassing boss from the Showa era, Mr. Ozawa, is ordering me to go on a business trip with just the two of us?! And we have to share a room! That's just fucking unbelievable… I can't stand the old man smell and cigarette smoke anymore, so I have to call him for comfort just to keep my sanity… ugh, I'm dying… I want to quit my job… but who would've thought that the alcohol recommended at the reflection meeting had an aphrodisiac in it… My body… It's hot down there… Why? My panties are soaked… Mr. Ozawa, fully erect, is grinning at me as I'm in agony... Gross... Scary... Help me... Stop... But, I can't move... Greasy face... Old man's dick... It's all too much... I want it... No escape on this bed... What's going to happen to me...
