FTHT-241 Hey... Is it okay if it's your first time, an old lady...? I was left behind by the woman in the next room through a wall hole in a summer day

One day, a hole broke into the wall separating the room I live in from the next room... I began to communicate with the woman who lives next to me, listening to the sounds of everyday life that I could hear from the thin walls of my rags apartment. Then I stood back with the lady in the next room through the wall hole.