Chapter 12 – Friend’s Mom’s Dirty Secret – 3
The glamorous expression on which he gave me his nipple disappeared, and he dressed up in his original two-piece suit.
Even the breastbone that was visible through the undone blouse buttons was buttoned up to the end so that it could not be seen.
“Oh, you know you shouldn’t talk to anyone about today’s counseling, right? I will too!”
‘Hey… Why do you think I’m the one who impregnated my mother?’
‘You crazy woman! It can’t be!’ While shouting!
“I feel good because I did quite a bit today. Symptoms won’t get better overnight, so will it be all right next week at this time?”
“Yes, I like it.”
“Then, let’s meet again at 6:00 next week. These medicines are prescribed by me, and be sure to take them once a day, after dinner.”
“Hey… The medicine?”
“Huh. You seem to have entered the Wernicke-Kossikoff syndrome stage and are suffering from anorexia.”
“Be… Wernicke-Kossikoff Syndrome? Now… What about jaundice? Is that… Is that some kind of illness?”
I asked again in surprise.
“It is one of the brain diseases related to neuropsychiatry, and detailed information can be found quickly by searching the Internet. Thiamine deficiency is the main cause, but I think your case is a bit unusual.”
“Is this a special case?”
“Thiamin deficiency mainly stems from alcohol and drug addiction, but in your case, the over-prescription of the lacto-stimulant that Angela took to breastfeed you seems to have subtly affected your brain as a baby.”
“I… Are you saying I really have a mental illness?”
I was really scared.
“It is still difficult to conclude. First of all, this medicine is a mixture of thiamine concentrate and nerve stabilizer, so don’t forget to take it. Take a good look at your own symptoms…”
“Is it my own symptom?”
“Next time I come, I will tell you more step by step, so go home and search for Wernicke-Kossikoff Syndrome and study it.”
‘Wernicke-Kossikoff Syndrome…’
‘Something doesn’t sound right and I don’t feel good.’
“Ah… I see.”
I put the medicine in my pocket, left the counseling room, and on the way home, everything was questionable.
‘Is hypnosis really possible like this? Or was it just a dream, like I’ve been all these days? Besides, the phenomenon where the desire is insanely strong like when you have a wet dream after a dream is the same!’
However, there is one strange thing.
You said that you were tutoring two women in their 40s, but what does it mean when you say that the two are connected?
Oh, that note! Note! I looked inside my jacket. It’s fine there.
‘Whew~’
What is this noble and elegant looking lady? That she put a boiled egg in her bottom hole and spilled it?
Under! Fuck! I need to go home and read it! I’m so curious about you!!!
I tore my hair out and came to solve the problem, but I feel like I’m in a deeper pit.
Besides, there is a high possibility that I impregnated my mother!
Ha~ I’m going crazy!
‘Really! And what did he say?’
‘Freud’s Electra Complex?’
I became very curious about the term that was expressed by an ajumma.
After I parked my car on the side of the road, I typed ‘Electra Complex’ into the portal search box on my phone.
[According to Freud, a woman at this stage is interested in her own genitals (clitoris), but feels inferior to her man’s genitals (penis) and becomes envious of it (penis envy)]
‘What? A woman will envy a man’s genitals?’
‘So… Then, does that mean she came to envy the criminal’s huge penis?’
‘Ha~ true! What is this damn it! Oh, and… Wernicke-Kossikoff Syndrome? Anxiety disorder?’
What else is this!!! Again, I typed the phrase into the search bar.
[The main symptoms of Koshikoff syndrome include memory loss, disorientation [指南力] (The ability to correctly recognize time, place, situation or environment), drawing syndrome, and consciousness disorder.
On the other hand, jaundice is to say something that did not exist with confidence as if it had happened, to disguise and distort things, or to fill in missing memories due to the psychology of compensation for memory loss.
The patient himself does not recognize this condition himself and recognizes it as normal]
Omg!!! This is a complete mental disorder!!! MY… I mean I’m a patient!!!
Huh~ What is this again!!!
[Process/complications: If Wernicke-Kossikoff syndrome is not treated urgently, the patient may suffer from coma or death]
Wow this is no joke! This is why… I gave it to you to take medicine! And! Am I a real patient?
As soon as I went home, I roughly washed up and went into the room and opened her aunt’s notebook.
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___ Month ___ day
〈 Meet him! It’s painful!〉
The man came. How many times has it already been… He walks into the office now and he proudly takes it out.
It was like that today too. He knew that I had completely surrendered to him. No… It must have been too obvious for him.
It was an embarrassing yet painful moment. But… When I look at his huge figure, I feel like my body and mind are melting like snow.
The more I stare at the hideous thing, the more I get greedy.
I kept thinking back to when I first accepted his.
It was so big that I trembled with fear, but when it filled my body, I was dizzy to the point of disorientation.
Along with the sharp dull pain, the thrill of ‘jiri-ji-ri-ji-rit’ that I felt all over my body made me tremble all over.
He doesn’t ejaculate easily. After I found out about that, I think I also learned self-control.
I controlled my breathing so as not to get excited, calmed my quivering heart, and surrendered my whole body to him.
Every time he reached into his clothes, crushed his breasts, and twisted them as if pinching them, I struggled in the heat of passion. At some point, I began to like prostrate myself in front of that man.
As I raise my hips and lower my waist and prepare my heart to receive his, my insides already spill hot lubricant as if an orgasm is about to come up at any moment, and prepare to greet his.
He was always in no hurry. Rather, he made fun of me by taking his time.
Even if I insert it, I have never put it in coolly. With only the cutting edge inserted, I raise the medicine until I gasp unbearably.
Then, when I put my body on it, they stab me in a little more, then they run away savagely again, and when I put my body on their body, they break in again.
He gets sadistic, slapping my butt when he shows signs of ejaculating.
Angela says that she is obsessed with spanking, and she spat out curse words that I couldn’t even bear to say to me, hitting her butt and abusing her.
When I get spanked by him like that, I fall into joy ten or twenty times hotter without even realizing it.
He compares my ass to Angela’s ass, always enjoying spanking at the moment of ejaculation. It hurts my pride, but strangely, the spirit of competition rises.
Not wanting to lose to Angela, I shook her ass hard, begging her to spank her more.
It was obvious that he was aiming for that too. Angela said that her body was hotter and slapped my butt hard.
I screamed as if I was about to pass out and seduced him more intensely, shaking his hips until his body spewed hot lava.
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CCC Foot!!! This… What is this again!!!
Angela?
Uh… Comparing her mother’s ass with her own ass?
Besides, she says her mother is obsessed with spanking?
Says her mother spanks her ass when defecating?
That’s why there were so many handprints and bruises on her mother’s ass. Besides, his promiscuous tattoos!!!
Aww wow! Unbelievable! This is not real!!!
So you’re saying that your mother had sex with that Hoppa and this guy and two men?
Ah~ Unbelievable!!! It can’t be like this!!!
I shook my head while screaming.
This guy’s notes!!!
What did you bring it for! Why! Why! Better not to know!!!
Are you saying that both the mother and the aunt are sex slaves who succumbed to his huge penis!!!
I didn’t have the confidence to read her notes any longer. It was so painful that there might be another grotesque record about Angela, her mother.
‘Ah~ I feel like my head is spinning. I think my head is spinning like this!!!’
‘Ah~ My head hurts like it’s going to break!’
‘My hair is really messed up!!!’
‘Wow~ I feel a little better after screaming. Aww~ It’s frustrating. Both the chest and the head!!!’
The notebook is so thick… There are so many things written on it… How could my daughter and I have so blatantly recorded mother’s lewd behavior on one page!
Ah-oh! Still, I’m so curious, I can’t stand it!
I swore I wouldn’t read it, but I couldn’t sleep because my mind was filled with the bizarre things of my mother and Aunt Emily.
Reluctantly, I sat down on the desk again and opened up the lady’s notebook.
There was something incredibly densely written on this page. Does it feel like it was intentionally written small so that it would not be noticed by others?
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___ Month ___ day
My nipples are still tingling and my bottom is burning. Could it be that there is no wound inside?
