Anyone, please help me—. Moral harassment from my husband, pressure from my mother-in-law, isolation at work. I left behind close friends in my hometown and have no one to confide in, nowhere to belong at home or at work… Such lonely housewives started a whim of street dating. There, they met a middle-aged man. The lack of delicacy in wanting to fuck right after meeting, having neither money nor guts, with only an ugly, fat, lazy body. A bundle of unpopular elements, he shouldn't have been my type at all, but before I knew it, the woman was gradually being healed by his brightness and kindness. What's so good about a guy like that? I know everyone says that about the guy. But women think "Only I understand him" "Only he understands me", then become dependent and can't see what's around them anymore. The man hides his true nature, inviting in women today as well. Every kind word this person gives might be a lie. Yet I can't resist this loneliness. Even noticing the mistake, I can't escape this swamp. A futureless tale penned by three married women.
