(ときめきパーティーセンセーション・プレミアム) [bolze. (rit.)] BOOK OF MONDAY (よろず)
#27513 - He felt a bit of youthful mirth, an excitement that reminded him of the time when he was just a boy and him and some other lads had spied through the cracks in old man Vickers’ wall at his daughter getting dressed. Her cat woke up and Kristin set her wine down and took his front paws in her hands, pretending to dance with Zane as he purred. He adjusted his glasses and tucked his shirt into the waist of his neat but worn slacks.