My childhood friend and I attended the same school from childhood through middle school, and our relationship was always something special. She would freely enter my house without permission, acting as if it were her own home, often lounging around in careless, revealing poses. Always unguarded, she frequently engaged in physical contact, and glimpses of her cleavage or panties were an everyday occurrence. When I told her, "Could you at least be a little more careful with how you dress?" she never changed her behavior. Naturally, I'd get aroused in such situations. And when she'd tease me about my excitement, I'd snap back, "Well, it's not like I can help it—anyone would react this way!" Then she'd give me a shy look, breathing heavily with a flustered "hah, hah," before quickly turning and leaving the room.