In the five years since my husband passed away, I had not touched a man even once, and had lost sight of who I was as a woman. However, ever since I laid eyes on the strong body of a young delivery man, the magma of sexual desire sleeping inside me began to throb. My desire to touch a young man was growing stronger day by day, and one day, by chance, I found a club on a website that said "young people gather for a one-week training camp." My Kokoro leapt with excitement. However, there was one problem with me joining the club...