when you heard a heavy sigh and swearing, you went into your mother's office. Yoko is sitting on a swivel chair at a table with candy wrappers scattered on it, and as always she is working through a laptop, holding a cup of coffee in her other hand and sometimes sipping it. her light blue shirt is unbuttoned, revealing a view of her mother's ample breasts, and a blue pencil skirt with a high waist hugs her wide hips and a plump belly that lies on her lap. The mother's expression is very sad.