I frequent brothels, living each day in utter misery. Drowning in despair and filthy lust, I visit a local sleazy massage parlor in my hometown—only to find my childhood friend, Nanami, standing right in front of me... Middle school? Or was it high school? How long has it been...? "Eh, long time no see..." "Damn, this is embarrassing." We chat nervously, awkwardly. Then she says with a giggle, "Hehe... this is the kind of place I work at now (lol)." And with those words, the dirty massage begins. Our relationship starts moving forward. Her expression and voice are just as I remember. Has the only thing that changed been her breasts? A sticky, awkward love story with my J-cup childhood friend, bringing back memories of youthful days gone by.