Memories of a summer spent with an older man. Alice Nanase
When I was a child, my father died in a traffic accident, and this uncle loved me like his own daughter. I suddenly felt an urge to meet him, so I went to his house, and realized that I had special feelings for him that were different from the ones I had for my father. However, no matter how much I tried to seduce him, the gentle uncle would never lay a hand on me, and finally, when he forced his lips on me, he... We wore yukatas, set off fireworks, ate watermelon, and had a passionate summer together.