I’ve run this convenience store for ten years. A few years ago, a big chain store opened nearby, slashing my revenue. I can’t afford part-time help anymore, so I’m here daily, barely going home. As my marriage deteriorated, a lonely housewife from the neighborhood started working part-time here. Her husband’s cheating left her in a similar situation. To ease our loneliness, we crossed a line—not love or romance, just sex to fill our emotional voids with physical pleasure. Whenever we could, we hooked up. With few customers, we fucked all day. We promised to use sex to forget our troubles. Later, my wife left with our kid. Fed up, I closed the store. Aika came to me, reminding me of our pact. I want to drown in sex with Aika, forgetting all my current woes...