All his life he worked in a factory. He got up at five a.m. to catch the morning shift. He'd eat lunch after the whistle sounded. He'd go home after the whistle blows so he could get some nod off. Sometimes he was given a voucher so that he could rest at the spa, but only to return to the working machine again. However, there's a silver lining. Because of his lack of free time, his life was so boring and cheap that he managed to save up some cash and buy an estate. Not a real one, of course. But it allowed him to get away from the bustling city and do something for his soul. And for his itching cock, of course. After all, he has to make up for lost time.