Just wanting to have a conversation, just wanting to change my lonely days, I mustered up my courage and cautiously posted a letter to myself in the mailbox next door. The kind young man next door, of course, delivered the letter to me. Having tasted the sweetness, I posted another letter to the mailbox next door. The second time... the third time... even he, who was slow to catch on, began to suspect. Even so, one day, wanting to meet him, I continued to post letters, and as if testing my feelings, he gave me a light kiss. And then he pushed me down, not resisting my body...
