A story of a high school girl doing street prostitution with older men. Today, I desperately needed money. I had to get the tower for my precious RYO, so I had to do something. The first thing that came to my mind was "enjo kosai" street solicitation. On my way to the host club, I'd always seen girls lining up on the street. Since everyone else was doing it, I decided to give it a try too. I started standing on the road in front of the park on a whim, but when it actually happened, it turned out to be unexpectedly tough. Older men stared at my face like they were inspecting me. After negotiating the price, I ended up going to a love hotel with one. The sound of him gargling like sobbing, his smelly breath even after brushing his teeth... I was reminded again of the age of the man about to touch me, and the reality that I was selling my body. He breathed heavily like he didn't know his place, licking me in a gross way. It was disgusting. I just wanted it to end quickly. But strangely, afterward, he was actually quite gentle. Maybe I'm more suited for this than I thought. Before long, I gave in and allowed full intercourse. It wasn't bad—actually, it felt good... Wait, did I actually enjoy sex? Why? Because it was with an older man? I might want to do it again. Once I started feeling that way, I realized I'd already become addicted.