Chapter 42

"For the next two days, I didn't even have the courage to take a shower. I was only afraid that while bathing, I wouldn't be able to resist the urge to masturbate, and while masturbating, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from fantasizing... So I wanted to let time dilute the desire and reaction that arose after seeing my son's penis. But last night, because it was raining, my son wouldn't be staying over. Coincidentally, my close girlfriend asked me out for a meal. At the dinner table, the girlfriends started talking about some explicit topics. I usually just listen and laugh, never joining in, but last night, perhaps because I was feeling somewhat troubled, I drank quite a lot of alcohol. Maybe I was thinking of drowning my sorrows, because for these two days, the image of my son's genitals has been lingering in my mind, always unable to be dispelled.…