After 10 years of marriage, she divorced two years ago. She has no children. Why did they grow so distant? Perhaps things would’ve been different if they had a child. Now, irreversible memories linger in her heart. Yet, in contrast to these bittersweet recollections, her mature body's desires grow stronger each day. Longing for the warmth of human touch she’s nearly forgotten, she loses herself to passion, drowning in soft skin. A woman burdened by sorrow, her body glistens with a darker, more alluring wetness—quietly burning, intoxicatingly fragrant…