NTRD-014 Netorareze: The Story of My Mother Being Stolen by a Neighboring Old Man Kirishima Ayako

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It's a bit of an old story, sorry... About twenty years ago, when I was a middle schooler... is that okay...? I lived with my father, my mother, and me — the three of us. At that time my mother was a bit over 40. Around then, in our neighborhood there lived, how should I put it, a single, heavy drinker who didn't really hold down a proper job — basically a very obvious "lecherous old man." That old man, half-jokingly but somewhat serious, would daily hit on my mother with sexual remarks and harassment…