"Hey! You're the model, so please stay still..." The art club of a high school filled with the sweet, nostalgic scent of youth was where I'd been sent as a nude model. Watching them concentrate intently on their brushes, my heart begins to waver. I know it's wrong, yet my lower body reacts instinctively. "So this is how men get... even without being touched..." The innocent schoolgirls' gazes—mingled with purity, reason, and budding desire—pierce straight into my di●k. Amid the pure world of art, an uncontrollable impulse starts to awaken.