I had a beef ricebowl around Chiba station.
Before it wouldn't be long, I noticed it tasted quite bland.
Obviously it was lack of soy sauce flacor.
I wanted to share this thing with a young man eating a beef
ricebowl, next me. But his attitude seemed to avoid me and
I gave up any more.
It was a day that I took a English conversation lesson from
Jona, today. As usual he asked me ,"What's new? Any news?"
and I said, "We can talk about dirty story?"
I talked about buying a prostitute who can allow being touched
only her feet, so called "Type of Leg fetish" for the first time
in my life, at Uguisudani.
It was type of delivery, so I had to check in at a short-stay-hotel
by myself but I was really embarrassed because I had to wait until
some room would be empty among some couples were also wating.
