kowaremono the animation: Chronicles of Adventure, Mystery, and Discovery

kowaremono the animation begins at 3:17 a.m. in a hotel suite. City glow through half-open blinds stripes her restless body. She can’t sleep, so kowaremono the animation becomes her lullaby. Slow, almost lazy circles over silk panties gradually soak the fabric dark. In kowaremono the animation, she pushes them aside instead of removing them—impatient, perfect. Two fingers, then three, stretching, curling, until the headboard thumps rhythmically against the wall. When she finally comes in kowaremono the animation, it’s with a muffled scream into the pillow, whole body shaking so hard the mattress springs sing. Dawn finds her asleep in tangled sheets, panties still twisted to the side—proof that kowaremono the animation worked better than any sleeping pill.