Today... I was so tired. I rubbed my sore shoulders and complained that the unscrupulous store manager gave me most of the work. The flashing neon lights everywhere embellished the originally pitch black streets as bright as a carnival. Unfortunately, my mind has always been on the women who are lazily leaning against the colorful signs. Their exposed outfits and mature figures aroused my attitude and desire. Oh... Little handsome guy... do you... do you want... I accompany me? A sexy racing girl is using a sound that is so terrible. Alas... After sighing, I quickly left here.