I have lived a plain but happy life with my husband and our only son, Satoshi. Because he is an only child, I thought I had raised him with more love and affection than other families do. But was my parenting wrong? Lately, as Satoshi has reached that age, the way he looks at me… it's not the way a son should look at his mother! Especially that lecherous gaze he gives my ass!! If this keeps up, something terrible is bound to happen sooner or later…
