What exactly is clothed erotica anyway? You know, gravure idols wear these unbelievably tiny swimsuits and then strip off in an instant. The appeal of clothed erotica lies in how extreme and borderline it is—sometimes things spill out just a little, yet somehow it's still not quite 18+, which makes it so enticing. As times change, stricter regulations have come into play, but deep down, we still crave that intense, edgy content. Paying money to see it proves we all want the same thing. I wonder if true clothed erotica still circulates these days? Sometimes I worry about it, but without it, things just feel incomplete. (pasuteru fruits)