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A Past Journey—The Transformation of Sex and Love—Exposure 3 

After dinner, Sister A left with Brother Pang. I was furious; they were definitely having an affair. Bored, I wandered over to my cousin's house. The place was a chaotic mix of people, men and women engrossed in a fierce game of "Golden Flower" (a card game). I sat not far from my cousin, watching him shuffle his cards with a gambler's air. About half an hour later, he finally noticed me. "Have you eaten?" he asked. "No, I'm stuffed from all the smoke." He stood up and walked past me, patting my head. "You've lost weight, young man." He rarely nagged, but his concern warmed my heart.
While waiting, I went to buy food for the gamblers. Sitting at the counter, watching the proprietress counting her money, I noticed she was middle-aged but still charming—that was my assessment of her. I fanned my legs, glancing at her intentionally or unintentionally. My slightly swollen penis felt an urge to pop out of my shorts. I found a spot with my back against the wall and pulled down the cuff of my pants, making sure that if the proprietress was looking directly at me, she would definitely have a sleepless night. "Business is good today, proprietress." "Good what?" the proprietress replied, her gaze shifting from the money to me. She was startled at first, then looked around, and when she realized no one could see me, she looked back at me. "The food isn't ready yet, sorry to keep you waiting." "It's alright," I said with a straight face, so she wouldn't suspect that I was intentionally exposing myself. I could see her surprise; her face was slightly flushed. My penis had caused a change in her mind. As for whether she wanted to be fucked, I didn't know, but one thing was certain: she didn't dislike it. "The food is ready," the waiter called. I tried to get up to get the food, but my tent-like crotch made me a little embarrassed. I used my hand to bend my penis to the side and looked up at the proprietress. It was a subtle thing; she fled towards the back room. I think she stood up just as I was turning my penis up—actually, that was her prediction. I stood up, she turned around, and before I could even say goodbye, the proprietress disappeared. I picked up my food and walked out of the restaurant.

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