The Power of Alcohol

I thought I was going to go right in and wash up and sleep, but I didn't expect this at all.

Would you be sane to come right up to the subject of being caught masturbating while drunk and ask if you need a drinking buddy?

Maybe you're not drunk yet?

As he stood still without answering, the doorbell rang once more.

Ding Dong.

smart.

"Don't pretend you're not there because you're inside."

Now knocking on the front door and protesting.

No matter how I look at it, I gave up and opened the door because it was an atmosphere I would never go back to.

"It's not that I pretended not to, I just gave up the chicken I had been enjoying and came out after washing my oily hands thoroughly with soap."

I deliberately explained the situation in detail and listened to complaints.

In fact, I wore disposable gloves, so there was no oil at all, but I lied a bit.

In front of the door, she was wearing short sleeves and long pants, and was holding a small beer can in her hand.

Are you really going to drink it?

"No, I drank a whole lot at the bar before, and there was a riot here, but now you're drinking again?"

His face turned red when he glanced at his lower abdomen and said back about what happened earlier.

And he said it urgently as an excuse.

"Ah.. I drank a lot of alcohol as a penalty at the bar, so I got drunk quickly... Anyway, I didn't eat a lot of snacks or alcohol."

"And the exam was over, but I didn't really enjoy it, and I'm drinking alone, so it's okay with my neighbors, right?"

It came out of his mouth as if he had prepared a line.

Even though I said this, I gave permission because if I refused, it would probably end up being a relationship where we would never see each other, let alone talk for the rest of our lives.

Well, I had no intention of returning it.

This pretty girl asks me to drink with her, but it's impossible to say no.

"Yes, let's drink together. Come on in."

We sat facing each other with a chicken in the middle of the floor.

As we were looking at each other, Hye-yoon Yoon spoke up first.

"Oh, come to think of it, we didn't even give each other our full names, did we? My name is Hyeyoon Yoon, a sophomore in the Department of English Literature at Mirae University."

She smiled brightly and introduced herself.

Come to think of it, every day they just called me the man next door, the man next door.

They never gave each other names.

"I'm also attending Future University, and I'm Woojin Park, a 3rd year electrical engineering major."

"Oh there! Isn't Shin Ah-young in that department?"

Shin Ah-young's name came out of nowhere.

Slightly pricked in his conscience, he asked.

"yes. But... are you friends?"

"No, we are not friends, but we are very famous. It must have been rumored to all the universities around here? It's very pretty."

Seriously, if you have that face and that body, there's no way that rumors won't spread.

Honestly, she's really pretty.

Ignoring personal preferences, 99 out of 100 people say that they are their ideal type.

"haha... It's pretty, but the class is so different that I don't even think about it anymore."

"Ah, it can be."

As we talked lightly, such as whether I did well on college or exams, I was out of alcohol.

We shared the chicken, so there were only a few pieces left, so I got up to go to the convenience store.

"I think I've run out of alcohol, so I'll go to the convenience store for a bit. I'll buy something to eat while I'm on my way."

"Oh, then I'll go and come..."

Yoon Hye-yoon speaks while raising her body slightly.

Seeing his eyes widen a little and his words lengthen, he seemed a little drunk.

I only drank a can of beer, but I felt like I was drunk right away when I drank it before I was completely awake.

If I had sent the convenience store in that state, one of the soju bottles would have been broken, so I lightly pressed my shoulder and sat me down again.

"Oh, I'll go quickly. I can't send guests."

Seeing that he was sitting still, he grabbed his wallet and cell phone and left the room.

'But isn't it more dangerous to leave a drunken person alone in my room? I don't even know what to do?'

For a moment, I felt anxious, but I thought that it would be okay if I went quickly, so I increased my pace.

Tiling Tiling.

"Come here~"

The part-timer I saw earlier greeted me, and quickly picked up two cans of beer and frozen pork rinds and paid the bill.

"Thank you~"

Tiling Tiling.

I had a strange feeling when I came out of the convenience store.

Oh shit, is that deja vu?

Why does this look so familiar?

Whether the beer can shakes or not, it sprinted to the house.

I called the elevator that went up high and squatted down for a while to rest.

"Ha ha ha... I'd rather just sleep quietly..."

Taking a deep breath, he rested until the elevator arrived, and then the door opened.

I pressed the 5th floor where I live and hit the close button repeatedly.

"It's on the 5th floor of Tiling."

I went out of the door that opened at the same time as the sound of the machine, pressed the house code, and opened the door hard.

Bump!

When I opened it, there was nothing strange or changed.

There was no moaning, and Hye-yoon Yoon sat still before leaving.

"Oh, are you here? thank you for your effort."

She greeted me with a smile and waved her hand.

Then he got up, handed a plastic bag and started taking out things one by one.

"Wow! I really like that pork rind, how did you know?"

Did you just pick up the top of the freezer?

She opened the package with scissors and put it in the microwave.

I said that I had a strange thought, washed away my anxiety and sat down in my original seat.

I was drinking the beer I bought and cooling off, when I saw something in front of me.

An object with a hole in one side of a pink cylinder.

An object that resembles a woman's genitals.

And something that should have been in the corner of my desk.

A small Ona Hall was placed where Yoon Hye-yoon was sitting.

Fuck...

Why am I here?

For a moment, her heart was pounding and she turned her head to see the woman watching the freezer spinning in front of the microwave.

He was humming as if he had completely forgotten what he had done.

"excuse me."

"yes?"

"Why is it here?"

She paused for a moment as she turned her gaze to where my finger was pointing.

He repeatedly looked at Onahol and me with a bewildered expression as if he had forgotten, and apologized.

"Sorry, I'm sorry.. I was looking around the room for a bit, and I was curious to touch it... but you came sooner than I thought..."

He looked into my eyes and spoke again.

"I was so startled by the moment I forgot to put it in my place..."

When I didn't respond, I apologized once more.

"I'm really sorry..."

"No, it's fine. Well, it could be."

In fact, I was still trying to think of a reaction.

This is because I was confused as to whether Onahol was connected to Shin Ah-young or Yoon Hye-yoon.

If it was the latter... I couldn't have not noticed it, but seeing the sincere apology, it didn't seem like it.

'But I'll have to check later...'

beep-beep-

Just as I was thinking, the microwave made a sound to let me know that the cooking was complete.

When she opened the door, a delicious smell wafted in, and she gently grabbed both ends of the wrapping paper and placed it on top of the chicken box.

When we put the food in front of us, the atmosphere was relaxed again, and we had a normal conversation like before.

About halfway through, Yoon Hye-yoon spoke up again, probably because she was worried about it.

"I said that one onahol earlier, right? Adult equipment used by men..."

"yes... Right. Why?"

"That...does that feel good?"

Of course, it's made to get semen, so there's no way you'd feel bad about it.

Feeling the atmosphere getting more and more strange, he answered.

"Yeah, of course, it's a good thing because it's made to make you feel better."

Hearing my answer, my face turned red, and I asked more questions in a low voice.

"Then...there's the real thing or that...which is better?"

Am I Ada? how do i know

The moment I was about to say that, the wireless connection Onahol came to mind.

Shin Ah-young's pussy is so comfortable compared to the regular onaholes I've used in the past.

I haven't tried it on Shin Ah-young yet, so I don't know how other women's pussy will be, but first of all, the real pussy won the victory over Onahol.

"In my opinion, the real thing is much better."

As she waited for my answer with her twinkling eyes, she let out a small sigh as soon as she heard what I said.

And as if he had made a big decision, he began to speak in a serious tone.

"I... I have something to tell you, but after hearing it, please don't laugh at me? Because I'm really serious..."

That's how the story started with the power of alcohol.

"About a month ago? I was looking for something in the room, right? In fact, I've been coming out consistently since that day."

"To be precise, I don't do anything else, I just groan my body...that time when I groped...well...when I masturbated, they touched me..."

A voice crawled in from the middle out of embarrassment.

"But...it feels really good...just like a real person touches your chest...and under it..."

"Every night before I go to bed, I come to touch them... they disappear with me when I'm gone..."

"So...I was interested in something more pleasant...and bought a dildo...Ah! Just forget that!"

It was embarrassing to talk about Dildo, so he quickly waved his hands to create an affair.

"anyway..! But at some point, it suddenly disappeared. Even if I... masturbate, it doesn't come..."

"It has been three weeks already. Now that I'm alone, I don't feel very good...what should I do...?"

I didn't know how to say this. Is this the power of alcohol?

If it were me, I would have lived my whole life without telling anyone.

How frustrating would it have been for you to bring this up to me?

'Have I been so indifferent all this time?'

She is looking at her with eager eyes, longing for an answer.

I couldn't answer that I didn't know.

"Isn't that...there is a world where only ghosts exist...?"

"Perhaps that ghost couldn't come because he was busy with the midterm exam."

The world of ghosts is shit.

There can be no such thing.

I just created it in my head.

Still, thanking you for answering, she smiled broadly and got up from her seat.

"I'm really... drunk, so I'm just talking about this... I'm sorry. And thank you for answering."

"People around me didn't listen to me at all, telling me not to gossip even if I brought out the ghost's 'ear'."

He continued talking while putting the garbage he ate into a plastic bag.

"I had a feeling that they would listen to me even if they didn't believe me, but it was the right answer."

"Thank you so much for today. Thanks to you, my heart was relieved and it was fun. I'll go now."

Was this the purpose of your arrival today?

She put on her shoes and opened the door, then looked back for a moment.

And when you open your mouth.

"Ah, and I saw Ona Hall today, so you're saying that you saw my dildo and that you were the teacher? You know?"

A grinning, playful face could be seen for a moment through the crack in the door.

rumble!

disappeared soon