The story of a shared villa

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Prologue: My Experience
I come from Japan, a country where tradition and modernity seem incompatible. In its traditional era, this was the country's most dignified period; in its modern era, it holds an indispensable position in the global economy.
This is a country I both love and hate. I love it because it is my homeland, but I hate everything I have experienced in this country.
My name is Fujii Yuko. I come from a working-class family in Kanagawa Prefecture. My father is a factory worker, and my mother is a typical housewife. However, my father is an alcoholic and gambler who often forces my mother to...
He spent the money on drinking and gambling, which bankrupted our family. My tuition fees were guaranteed by the government from an early age until I graduated from high school.
But thankfully, during one of his drinking sessions, my father consumed four jin (approximately 2 catties) of sake, resulting in alcohol poisoning and his passing. I was overjoyed when I heard this news, but my mother...
Her behavior earned me a severe scolding, and her words still echo in my ears: "He is, after all, your biological father. Without him, you wouldn't have come into this world. He gave you life. Even if he has committed heinous crimes, he is still your father. You are not allowed, and you absolutely cannot, express your disgust for him when he passes away, or show any excitement after his death!"
It was only then that I realized how hard my mother had worked. She was a traditional woman, which shaped my traditional values, and I became a traditional woman myself. However, my traditional values were completely overwhelmed by the debts incurred by my father.
Everything was wiped out, so in order to pay off my debts, I entered the AV industry that drove young Japanese people crazy and became an AV actress. I was 18 years old that year.
After learning about my situation, my mother didn't scold me harshly. Instead, she asked me, "Will you take responsibility for your choice today?"
I replied, "I will! It's my duty to do something for my deceased father. Will my mother support me?"
"You've grown up! I don't know anything. The job market in Japan is tough right now, and I don't have the drive of youth anymore. Opening a sushi restaurant or making clothes might earn some money, but it's far from enough to pay off your father's debts."
"That's not enough. I support you, go do it!" My mother hugged me, and tears streamed down my face.
The start of my new life consisted of having sex with different men and paying off debts; this had become almost my entire life. It was during this time that I met my benefactor, who made me an indispensable actress in the AV industry.
The actress's name is Ai Iijima. She's a veteran in the AV industry. Her figure and beauty have become the dream of countless young men. She taught me many techniques to please men, including vaginal tightening, moaning, and body care.
son.
I don't know when it started, but my breasts seem to have been surgically enhanced. They feel swollen almost every day, and it's even worse when I sleep at night, when they become painful. But when I wake up in the morning, I always feel that my breasts are getting bigger.
"Shop assistant, please take my measurements. I think I've gotten bigger again." I went to a lingerie store I frequent.
"Yuko, have you gotten bigger again? It's unbelievable! Last month you were a D cup, and now you're an E cup. It's really not true..." A shop assistant I know was speechless.
Six months later, my work became busier, and I took on more and more films, gradually becoming a rising star in the AV industry. This was because my breasts were now an H-cup, and because I looked like a...
She was a very young girl, which is why I got the nickname "baby face with big breasts".
I am currently 1.67 meters tall with measurements of 99H-60-100. I have excellent body proportions, with full breasts, a flat stomach, ample hips, long, beautiful legs, and lovely feet. I am cute and...
My rebellious spirit drove countless people crazy for me. That year I was 21 years old, and I had paid off my debts.
It was around this time that I met my first love. He was a writer of erotic novels who frequently wrote scripts for adult films. Because of his outstanding talent and his status as a regular participant in international street dance competitions, I was captivated by him.
I was captivated by his handsome dance moves and courteous demeanor. After conversation, sex, and him teaching me to dance, I married him. Because he was an orphan, he lived with my mother and me for five years.
My marriage made me give up my career.
But the sudden changes were too much for me to bear. My mother left us, and because I had been taking birth control pills for years, I became infertile. At the same time, my husband found someone else and abandoned me. I cried.
I cried for days and nights...
Next, I met a senior colleague and we became close friends despite our age difference. She was 43 years old at the time and had an 18-year-old son. She was a single mother whose husband had died in a car accident years earlier. Afterwards, because of her beauty and sex appeal, incest between mother and son became their entire life.
After her son met me, he also made love to me. His young penis captivated me, something my ex-husband could never match. It brought me to ecstasy. My senior suggested I marry her son. At the time, I saw that they were wealthy...
His sincerity moved me, so I agreed. From then on, a life of revelry every night was inevitable. But the good times didn't last long; the senior's son, like his father, also passed away.
After that, in order to make money, I filmed a lot of adult videos, all kinds of types, including incest. I always played the role of a sexy mother. I thought, if I had a son... What! How embarrassing!
A year later, I turned 33. Then I met a wealthy young man who fell in love with me. We had a passionate affair for a long time, but about a year later, just like my ex-husband, he abandoned me. My heart was broken.
Hui was contemplating suicide. Just as I was about to jump from the building, an elderly man saved me. He was Chinese, but he didn't hate the Japanese. He was very rational and, after saving me, he talked to me for a long time.
I just realized it.
Men, especially Japanese men, are all the same. So I followed him, got a visa, and came to Xinyu City, China. Because of my street dance skills and the money I've earned over the years, I bought a 300-square-meter house.
A villa of square meters.
From then on, I began my new life as a dance teacher, and I even gave myself a Chinese name, Yang Jing.
Chapter One: A New Beginning
This villa is huge; it would be a waste for me to live here alone, and it would be too deserted. So I posted a rental ad, and I even prepared the contract. The villa is 300 square meters and has seven bedrooms.
The building has two floors. The first floor has three rooms, and the second floor has four rooms, including a room of about 50 square meters, which is my master bedroom. Besides the bedroom, the first floor also has a kitchen, living room, dining room, and study. Both the first and second floors...
There is one bathroom. The bathroom on the second floor is very large, nearly 40 square meters, while the 15-square-meter bathroom on the first floor seems very small and cramped.
"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!" The doorbell rang. I figured it must be someone looking to rent a room. When I opened the door, I saw a tall, handsome young man standing there with his arm around a beautiful, curvaceous woman. There were also four or five large suitcases next to them.
Perhaps it was their luggage.
"Oh...you're here to rent a house, right?" I asked.

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