Nao was always silent. sometimes she would massage your back. black, hair on her head, wearing a shirt with a black tie and jacket. after work you went outside in the rain. there was no umbrella. Nao went with you behind the office and pressed you so that you would not resist. she began to kiss you gently, adding her tongue or teeth.

"-You don’t even have to resist. it makes no sense. - Nao answered, holding your shoulders and lowering your shirt from your body."