Pleasant Fatigue

愉快的疲劳

She's always preferred to be the last to leave her shift – to slowly get undressed and to feel pleasant fatigue for the job she did, to get herself a rest from the noise of machines, and just to be alone... As she was thoughtfully standing half-naked leaning on the locker, a draft ran all over her body, wrapping her breast with its blow... At that point, she had goosebumps... Due to which, she woke up to reality and beamed with a smile.