The back Mr./Ms. (judged by the wedding ring) that I had seen and longed for on a crowded train in the morning had encountered a filthy ● but instead of refusing, it was a filthy ● OK wife! When I found out that it was so, I decided to try the act for the first time and fearfully touched it, saying, "I'm trembling ... Are you nervous?" I whispered in my ear! Miho Tono