A girl who got drenched in a midsummer guerrilla downpour is raped by an uncle who helped her! I can't hide my uncle's excitement when I can see the pink nipples through the rain-wet Y-shirts of three beautiful girls. On a midsummer afternoon when thunderclouds roll in and cicadas are heard, a sigh resembling a girl's sobbing voice and an uncle's breathing resound quietly from within the room.
