Shy boy Riko shows up in this nowhere town, clutching his bag like it will save his virgin soul, and the first thing you notice is how small he feels compared to the house he walks into. Auntie opens the door with this lazy smile, tits pressing against her too-tight top like she forgot she has a nephew now and not a fuckbuddy from college. She leans in for a hug, his face ends up right between her boobs, and the game just stays on that angle a little too long. Not complaining. Inside, the whole place is this weird mix of normal family home and pervy stage. Kitchen where “family dinners” happen, hallway that’s somehow always an excuse to bump into someone’s ass, his tiny room where he pretends to study while something obscene wiggles on the other side of the wall. There is no slow burn. You get teased every time you click something. Sit at the table? Aunt bends over to grab sauce and her huge ass fills the frame. Go to the bathroom? Someone “forgot” a bra the size of his head on the sink. School is not safer either, just more skirts and more excuses to get pinned against lockers by girls who are way too comfortable touching him.

What really gets me is how the game pretends to be this casual sandbox while it quietly turns you into a complete pervert. At first you’re like “ok, I’ll just talk, be polite, I’m a good boy” and ten minutes later you’re timing your walk through the hallway so you can “accidentally” brush your hand along cousin’s petite butt when she squeezes past you. There is this one scene where Riko falls asleep on the couch, TV still running, and wakes up to someone’s hand in his lap. You don’t see the face right away, just the hand moving, the fabric stretching. Then camera pulls up, and it’s not the one you expected. I actually said “oh fuck off” out loud and then kept watching anyway. The futa angle creeps in like that, not all at once, more like “hey, you thought she was just a tomboy? surprise, she’s got more dick than you and is perfectly happy to grind it against your ass while pretending it’s just a joke.” The teasing never really stops. They grope him in the kitchen, at school, in the damn stairway. You think you’re in control because you choose where to go and who to visit, but every path ends in someone pressing their body on him or flashing tits when he turns around. Sometimes the humor lands, like when Riko tries to watch a “serious” movie with Aunt and she uses his lap as a pillow and just keeps shifting, her big ass moving like it has its own agenda, and he’s trying to hold the popcorn without dropping it while his dick is screaming. Other times the jokes are so stupid I opened Twitter and scrolled for a bit instead of clicking, but then I came back because the animations have this filthy charm. Bodies feel heavy, boobs have weight, asses jiggle when you slap them, and the whole thing looks just awkward enough to feel real, like some horny home video with a budget. I kept wishing there was some small quiet moment where nobody is trying to grind on him or call him “good boy” in that too-sweet family voice, but yeah, that’s not happening here and you know it the second Auntie “accidentally” grabs his cock through his pants while “searching his pockets for keys.” Riko pretends to be shy. You pretend to care. Everyone in that house is one wrong move away from fucking on the dinner table and the game knows it.

Damian comes back to Milfheim with that fake “I’m a responsible college guy now” energy, but the game never really treats him like some heroic main character. He’s just this tall, slightly awkward dude who suddenly finds himself living in a house where every quiet moment feels loaded. The first breakfast with Helen already feels too intimate. She moves around the kitchen in this soft home dress that hugs her huge tits in that lazy, accidental way, bending a little too far when she brings him the toast. There’s this short animation of her chest lightly bouncing when she turns, and it’s not some cartoony jiggle either, it has weight, like whoever made it actually stares at boobs in real life. Damian pretends to check his phone while his eyes very obviously follow her ass when she walks away. The camera angle is rude in the best way, sliding just behind her, like you’re the pervert hiding in the hallway.

What really worked for me is how the game keeps using space. Corridors, door frames, that narrow little staircase, the balcony where laundry is hanging. It weaponizes small distances. Helen brushing past him “by accident” in the hallway, her hip pressing against his crotch for half a second too long. You get these looping animated moments of contact, like her hand on his thigh while she laughs at some college story, fingers spreading just a bit, not quite groping, but clearly not innocent. Then two scenes later she’s acting like a strict landlady, arms crossed, tits squeezed up, scolding him for not cleaning his room, and you suddenly notice how the blouse pulls across her nipples when she’s annoyed. It’s not subtle, but it’s also not just porn-on-rails. There’s voyeur stuff slipping in all over the place. Damian “accidentally” sees her in the bathroom through a half-open door, steam everywhere, her big ass outlined as she leans over the sink, towel struggling to stay closed. The game lets you linger on that shot with a tiny idle animation where the fabric slowly slides down her hip, just a couple pixels at a time, very slow, too slow, like it wants you to squint at every curve. I actually got annoyed the first time because I expected something to happen faster, but then I found myself rewatching that same loop like three times, just to see the way the light hits the wet skin. Stupid, but it works.

School setting stuff creeps in mostly when he goes out, which I liked more than I expected. It’s not the usual “harem parade in uniforms” thing. There is this one scene where he’s sitting in a classroom after hours, just empty desks and sunset outside, and a woman with a very teacher vibe leans over his shoulder to “check his notes”. She’s clearly older, not as soft as Helen, and the camera really takes its time on the way her blouse gaps when she bends. You see that line between her tits, the bra barely holding them, and his eyes flick up and down in these tiny animations, like he’s fighting himself and losing. She notices, smiles, and instead of calling him out, she guides his hand with this completely unnecessary full-body contact. Her ass presses against the edge of the desk, and your view just ends up framed between her breasts and her hips, like you’re trapped in this warm, slightly perfume-heavy bubble. The teasing is constant. A hand “helping” him adjust his tie that stays on his chest way too long, a “massage” after he complains about studying that turns into her fingers digging into his thighs, sliding higher, then stopping exactly where you start to think “ok, now she’ll grab his cock”. But she doesn’t, not yet. It drove me crazy once or twice, because sometimes I just wanted someone to stop playing and just shove his face into that huge milf cleavage and be done with it. But at the same time, the slow build with all the groping, the half-accidental touches, the glances from across the room, it sticks in your brain more than a simple blowjob scene. They do have oral too, and when it happens, it hits harder because you watched this woman pretend to be “proper” for hours of play. Watching that calm, polite expression melt while she’s on her knees, lips stretched around him, mascara starting to smear a bit, feels like you finally broke something delicate. I kind of wish the game didn’t cut away right after the swallow animation that one time, I wanted like five more seconds, but it never gives it. And somehow that missing piece makes me remember it more.

Train home, one hand on the phone, other hand pretending to hold the rail, and this game pops back in my head again. That dumb little title I opened “just for a quick peek” on Firefox between Slack pings, and then suddenly I’m watching this kinda pathetic, kinda hot Futa MC jerking off in a school locker room to a girl’s cardigan like it’s the Holy Grail. Asuna is exactly that type: quiet, looks normal, huge secret between her legs, brain packed with way too much horny. It’s all school corridors, after-class empty rooms, the faint smell you imagine from gym clothes and panties stuffed into a bag. She’s obsessed with Sakurako in such a messy, stalker way that it should feel wrong, but the writing leans into it so hard it becomes this weirdly honest fantasy of “what if my crush actually caught me doing this and didn’t freak out, just stared and said keep going”. When Sakurako sees her buried in the closet, dick out, using her clothes like a tissue, the whole mood flips in like two lines. No big romance speech, just that one line where she asks to watch, and suddenly the whole story pivots from secret perv to exhibition pet project. That turn is where the game sold me. I was already on board for the jerk-off-in-uniforms stuff, but it hits different when the target of the lust starts leaning in instead of running away.

Scenes feel like they’re written by someone who has actually edged to eroge in a cramped apartment and not some “professional” writer polishing every line. There’s a lot of clumsy phrasing, some horny repetition, and the audio is that super recognizable Japanese voice style where the girl sounds half embarrassed, half demon in heat. Sometimes the moans go on a bit too long while the text is saying almost nothing, and I kept tapping through like, yeah yeah I get it, she’s panting, please let me see what she does next with that toy. But then a line would land perfectly, like when Sakurako casually orders Asuna to stroke slower while she’s still in uniform, one shoe slipped off, and I just stopped and reread it. The power dynamic is funny because Asuna is the one with the dick, but she’s also the one basically chained by her own crush, getting told when to jerk, when to stop, where to cum. There’s a scene with her on her knees under a desk, trying to keep quiet while someone passes outside the classroom, and I actually grinned like an idiot on the subway, which is… not ideal. The different routes sneak up on you too. I picked choices almost at random on my phone, thinking “okay, this is clearly the horny option”, and then later I realized I completely locked myself into a more twisted relationship path without noticing. One run I ended up with a really intimate mutual play scene that felt almost sweet, the next I got something colder and way more humiliating, same two girls, same setting, just slightly different chain of “yes” to her requests. Some of the AI-touched art looks off in tiny places, like fingers fused weird or a stray strand of hair doing impossible gymnastics, and it pulled me out for a second, but then the next frame would hit me with Asuna’s face glazed and eyes rolled up, full ahegao, and honestly my brain just shut up and let it happen. Perfect for those shameless “five minutes in the bathroom with Chrome incognito and headphones half in” kind of sessions.

Tainted Philter feels like one of those horny ideas somebody had in a Discord call and then actually followed through, in a good and kinda fucked up way. You’re this awkward, low self esteem guy dumped in a new city, stuck in a free room that sounds like a Craigslist scam, and then school hits you in the face. Whole thing looks like a pretty normal school life at first, except everybody’s a bit too hot and the camera really likes hips and thighs. Then this otherworldly woman shows up, like someone mixed a research assistant with a succubus and an RPG vendor, and just casually tells you magic is real and your new job is to corrupt people for her “research”. Totally normal conversation to have in a dark corner, right. She hands you a stash of potions with different colors and effects, and from there the game basically turns into “how far can you push this without everything collapsing on your head”. And you will push it. Even if you pretend you won’t.

The lewd stuff builds up nice and dirty. At first it’s small changes: a classmate who suddenly laughs at your lame jokes a bit too hard, a teacher who lowers her guard after a drink that’s just “a little stronger than usual”. The fun starts when you realize the game quietly tracks how twisted each girl is getting, and scenes start shifting tone. One route I spiked this quiet, ultra strict girl’s drink with something that boosted her confidence and lowered her shame; first time she just unbuttoned one more button on her blouse in the hallway, second time she was already flirting with me in the library like the place didn’t have cameras, third time I ended up with her grinding on my lap in an empty classroom while she kept insisting she was “still a good student”. The game doesn’t scream “you picked choice X so now Y happens”, it just lets the corruption stack and suddenly you’re in some filthy situation that started with a tiny decision three scenes ago. The MC goes from stuttering mess to smug manipulator way faster than feels healthy, but weirdly it fits, since the woman who gave you the powers clearly doesn’t care about your morals. You also get “extras” from her gift that she doesn’t know about, and the way the game lets you lie to her while you keep milking those perks is way more erotic than I expected; she talks about scientific progress while you secretly push girls past the line for your own fun. Some scenes get pretty intense, like harem setups where all the different corrupted personalities clash around you, and it still pretends to be a mystery story on top. The only thing that annoyed me is how the MC sometimes suddenly grows a spine in dialogue and then goes back to being awkward again right after a sex scene, like the game forgot which version of him was active, but by the time you’re juggling several girls in that school and mixing magic like a horny data scientist doing A/B tests on human lust, it really doesn’t matter anymore.

Silvergate City looks normal when you first load in, just another campus with horny students and some hot teachers walking around, but this thing is basically built like a porn version of Twitch meets a trashy harem anime. You’re this guy trying to blow up as a streamer while juggling college, and it sounds kinda cringe until you realize every “stream event” is just an excuse to shove you into new situations with thick milfs and stacked classmates who apparently don’t know what a bra is. One minute you’re sitting in a boring lecture pretending to take notes, next minute your prof bends over the desk to “explain the material” and the camera in your bag is still on. The game leans hard into that school fantasy where nobody acts like a real adult and everybody’s down for some stupid risky shit in the hallway. It’s not subtle. Passed-out subtlety in a locker somewhere.

What actually hooked me is how your streaming career and your sex life are kind of the same thing. You pick what kind of content you do, who appears with you on camera, how far you go, and suddenly you’re not just unlocking scenes, you’re building a reputation. Do you become that dude who only collabs with older women with fat asses and that “I should know better” look, or do you play the nice guy for the shy girl with giant tits who secretly wants to ride you on a classroom chair after everyone leaves? Some choices feel small at first, like changing the title of a stream from “Study With Me” to something way filthier, then you see it pay off later when a milf from town goes “oh, I saw that video of you” and then she starts locking the shop door behind you. I had one run where I was trying to romance this one girl properly, like flowers and slow flirting and all, and at the same time I was banging her neighbor during “late night Q&A”. The game doesn’t slap your hand for it, it just quietly sets you up for that moment where both of them realize they’ve been watching your streams. That whole scene in the dorm corridor, when notifications keep popping on your phone while you’re still half naked, was messy in a fun, stupid way.

It calls itself an adventure and yeah, it actually kind of feels like one, mostly because you’re wandering around trying to figure out which place hides the next horny event. You might be going to the gym thinking you’ll just grind stats, then boom, trainer with a ridiculous ass starts “correcting” your squat form and you can practically feel her pressing against you even though it’s just 2D. There’s humor all over, sometimes it works, sometimes it lands like a dead fish. There’s this one recurring joke about your chat spamming dumb emotes whenever something sexy happens, and at first I laughed, then by the twentieth time I wanted to strangle imaginary viewers, but whatever, I still kept reading them. The game loves to tease, make you wait for that full-on scene, then just when you think it will blueball you again, it lets you pin a milf against the washing machines in the dorm laundry or sneak under a teacher’s desk while she’s pretending to be strict. The writing swings between goofy and surprisingly hot, like it can go from meme-level jokes to a really detailed blowjob description in one click. It’s not classy, it doesn’t try to be, but if you’re into juggling multiple lovers, watching your choices slowly snowball into a messy harem where everybody knows you from your streams, and seeing big asses and bigger tits squeezed into “totally not school appropriate” outfits, this thing gets pretty filthy in the best kind of trashy way.

Classes, homework, horny brain that cannot shut up. That is basically the vibe here. You play this dude who is supposed to care about lectures and grades, but his attention lives somewhere between his dick and the bouncing asses walking around campus. The game spends time on that little dead zone between “normal uni life” and “what the fuck did I just walk in on,” and it actually leans into the awkward student feeling. One minute you are in a boring classroom, teacher talking about something you will forget in two seconds, and the next you catch a glimpse of her bending over the desk in a way that makes you instantly forget how to breathe. The camera really loves big tits and big asses, like… worship-level love. There is a scene early on where you are just supposed to look for a textbook in the library, but of course you end up peeking around a shelf, watching a girl think she is alone while she slips her hand inside her panties. It is not subtle, at all. You can either pretend to be a gentleman and look away, or stay, hand in pants, breathing too loud, terrified someone will hear you. Guess which option feels more natural.

It plays like one of those visual novels where you click through dialogue and pray you do not pick the “idiot” answer. The fun part is how often a stupid little choice later drops a plot twist in your lap. You tease a shy student once, like just a dumb joke about her skirt, and hours later you find out she has a secret folder on her phone full of… you. Screenshots. From class. From the dorm. From that one time you thought no one saw you jerking off over your laptop. That hit kinda hard, not gonna lie. The game really likes voyeur stuff, and it does not always keep you in control. Sometimes you are the one peeking through doors. Sometimes you realize someone has been doing the same to you. That moment when you notice a hidden camera in the corner of the common room and remember how many times you adjusted your cock in your pants there? Yeah. Instant cold sweat and instant hard-on at the same time. It gets funny too, in a dumb horny way. There is this running gag where the MC keeps trying to act like a romantic lead, saying smooth lines he probably copied from some dating advice subreddit, and the girls just look at him like, “are you okay?” Then two scenes later they are grinding on his lap in a locked classroom while the teacher is right outside the door asking if everyone finished the assignment. The humor is kind of clumsy, some jokes feel like someone translated them twice through Google, but that actually matches the energy. Like a real uni life: messy, not polished, full of secrets you only learn because you stayed a little too long, watched a little too closely, and touched yourself when you really should not.

Revenge stories in porn games usually feel like some edgy teenager’s wet dream, but this one actually leans into the petty, ugly side of it instead of pretending it’s some noble crusade. You play a guy who’s been fucked over in the past and never really got over it, stuck in this school environment where everyone pretends to be mature and romantic while doing the same toxic shit all over again. The game doesn’t rush to the sex, it sort of lets the tension rot first. You watch the MILF teacher with the perfect fake smile lean over your desk, tits almost falling out of her blouse, talking about discipline while you both know neither of you is thinking about grades. Then you have the teasing from girls who used to treat you like a nobody, now suddenly flirting, leaning in too close, “accidentally” brushing your cock, acting like they didn’t help break you back then. It all feels a bit too real sometimes, in a cheap way, like reading old chat logs you wish you deleted.

Since it’s a kinetic novel, you’re basically locked on rails, which I actually liked here. There’s no pretending your “choices matter” when they don’t. You just let the story drag you through this messy mix of resentment and lust. One moment you’re getting a slow, almost mocking titfuck from a big tits classmate who once laughed at you, watching her push her slick boobs together while she smirks like she still owns you, and the next moment you’re buried in someone’s big ass, pounding her hard because the game wants you to believe that fucking equals payback. It doesn’t, obviously, but that tension makes it hotter. The oral scenes are written like power plays instead of love scenes. You feel that in the way some woman drops to her knees, keeps eye contact the whole time, tongue working you over while she half insults you. It’s not sweet, it’s not “making love,” it’s closer to mutual blackmail with orgasms. The romance tag is almost funny, because yeah, there are tender lines and soft lights and those cliché “I always cared about you” confessions, but it’s all happening over the wreckage of what they did before. You get a creampie scene where you finally finish inside a woman who used to treat you like you were beneath her, and it should feel like a victory. Instead it feels messy, like both of you lost something and are pretending you won.

The female domination streak is not full hardcore mistress stuff, more like psychological choking. You get these women who know exactly what they’re doing, guiding the male protagonist by his dick and his grudges. They tease him, drag out the handjobs, sit on his lap with that slow grind that leaves him shaking, give him just enough pleasure so he keeps chasing, keeps dancing to their rhythm. Sometimes they flip it and act soft, almost apologetic, during vaginal sex scenes, riding him slowly, touching his face, whispering all the nice romantic words you wish someone said to you years ago. Then the next scene, they’re cold again, or using him, or reminding him who had the power all along. It’s twisted, but it matches how people actually behave when they mix revenge and romance: they say “I love you” with a knife behind their back. The 3dcg bodies are exaggerated in all the expected ways, huge tits bouncing while she rides you, big ass slapping against your hips when you go rough, but the expressions sell more than the flesh. A smirk at the wrong moment can make a blowjob feel like humiliation instead of comfort. A tiny eye-roll during a kiss can ruin the illusion of romance the script tries to build. That fits the whole mood: sex is hot, yeah, but it never really fixes the past, it just makes it easier to lie about how much it still hurts.

There’s this weird mix of horny chaos and “I should probably not be doing this” energy running through the whole thing, and it actually fits the story way too well. You’re a college guy dumped into this fancy private uni in the 9th City, which looks all clean and rich on the surface, but everybody either belongs to a gang, fears a gang, or is secretly fucking someone in a gang. Sometimes all three. Classes feel almost like background noise, like a side quest you keep forgetting, while you juggle shady meetings in parking lots, checking your phone for horny messages, and trying not to accidentally admit that yes, you know exactly who runs half the criminal shit in town because your name is on some of those spreadsheets.

What I liked is how your “student life” and your “crime adjacent life” crash into each other in small stupid ways. You’ll be in a lecture, pretending to care about some boring econ topic, and the girl next to you is asking about notes while her brother is literally the muscle for a local crew that wants to squeeze you. Then you go on a “study date” with her that turns into a blowjob in a hidden corner of campus, while your burner phone keeps buzzing with a message like “Boss wants an answer tonight.” The game never loudly screams “this is a moral choice!” but it keeps throwing you into situations where you have to decide if you want to act like a normal horny student, or like the guy who knows where the bodies are buried. Sometimes both at once. Sometimes in the same scene. Which is kind of hot and kind of fucked.

The sandbox thing works and also kinda doesn’t, which I know is not helpful but that’s how it feels. On one side, you can wander around the city, check out different districts, visit the campus, some shady bars, a strip club that pretends to be “exclusive,” and slowly find all the side scenes. On the other side, there are moments where the game just sits there like “figure it out, genius” and gives you almost no hint what to trigger next. One time I spent way too long clicking around the university courtyard just to make a side character appear so I could push her route from “flirty” to “I’ll suck you off between classes.” When it finally worked, the payoff was pretty damn nice, but also, why did the flag depend on visiting a random office twice after lunch? I still have no clue, and the game just shrugs and moves on.

Sex scenes mostly lean into that power vibe without going full cartoon edge. You’re not a brainless thug, you’re the guy who knows people who send brainless thugs. So when you fuck someone, there’s always that tension that if they found out who you really are, they’d either freak out, use you, or spread it around campus. There’s a great moment where you’re balls deep in a girl from a rich family on a leather couch in some private lounge, she keeps talking shit about the gangs in the city, and you can choose to stay quiet or tease her with hints about “knowing more than you should.” It hits this nice mix of dirty, risky and kind of funny, especially if you’re the type who likes corruption but also enjoys watching people talk themselves into bad decisions. And sometimes the game just throws in a quick fuck in a bathroom with almost no build up at all, like it forgot it’s supposed to be careful. Which actually feels right for this kind of world.

It’s not a polished experience where everything is neat and clean. Some scenes cut a bit rough, some characters show up once with a hot moment and then vanish like you imagined them. The management side where you deal with money and influence connected to your secret ties is there, but the game sort of tosses numbers at you and expects you to slowly learn by messing up. I kinda liked that and also cursed at it. At least the city feels dirty in the right way, the university feels like a pressure cooker full of horny idiots pretending to be respectable, and you’re stuck right in the center trying to keep your secret while your dick keeps voting against common sense. If you want to squeeze the most out of it, poke everything, be nosy, push boundaries with characters even when you think “nah, this is a bad idea,” and maybe keep a mental note of who is connected to which gang. Or don’t. Watching it all blow up in your face can be pretty fun too.

You come back to your hometown like some half-broken stray dog, pretending it’s a “fresh start” when actually it feels more like the universe dragging you back by the collar. New school, familiar streets, same old dirty brain. The game leans hard into that mix of normal teenage school life and quiet filth humming under everything. Classrooms, corridors, rooftops, locker rooms, all these places that look innocent if you squint and then you notice how the girls bend over the desks, how their skirts ride up just a bit too high, how you can “accidentally” brush against them in a crowd and they react in that way that makes you doubt if it was really an accident at all. Or maybe you know it wasn’t.

The art is actually weirdly charming. Not perfect, some faces look a bit off, some poses feel like the artist’s hand got tired halfway, but that gives it personality. The big tits are not just big; they have weight and attitude. A mature teacher leaning over you, her blouse straining, a soft bounce when she straightens, the faint line of sweat between them after standing in front of the board too long. She acts strict, but the way her eyes linger on you is not teacher-like at all. I really like how the game plays with that tension: she’s supposed to scold you for being distracted, but she is the distraction. Or maybe I just have issues, which is also possible. One moment you’re listening to some boring school drama, next moment you’re pressing a milf against the wall in an empty office and groping her ass like you own the place. The fantasy side of it slips in slowly: the “power” you get doesn’t just let you throw fireballs or something stupid, it lets you twist situations, nudge emotions, tilt the balance so that a simple look becomes an order and a shy girl suddenly stops resisting your wandering hands. That little spark where consent blurs into obedience is the whole erotic engine here, and the game knows it very well.

What kept me there longer than I want to admit was the voyeur thing. You’re in this school that pretends to be safe, and you find yourself peeking through doors, catching girls changing, noticing how they touch themselves when they think no one can see. There is a scene in the bathrooms where the sound design does more work than the visuals: you hear soft moans through a thin wall and you decide if you burst in, watch quietly, or use your little supernatural edge to push things further. I actually spent too long watching one side character who almost never speaks, just because of the way she sits by the window in class, her skirt sliding up, thigh exposed, lost in her own horny little world, now and then glancing at you like she knows you can read her thoughts. Funny thing, the romance bits sometimes feel more intimate than the outright porn. Walking home with a girl after school, your hand brushing hers over and over, her cheeks red, and then when you finally grab her wrist and pull her into a dark alley, all that slow sweetness flips into rough kissing, your fingers digging under her bra, her breath catching as you push her back against the cold brick. It’s romantic and trashy at the same time. Some routes feel like a harem slowly forming around you, every woman orbiting your power and your dick, but there are also these little quiet moments that almost make you forget you’re playing a power fantasy. Almost. Then you’re using your superhuman influence to make the proud class rep drop to her knees in a locked classroom, tears in her eyes, lipstick smeared, and all that “fresh start” bullshit proves itself to be exactly what it always was: an excuse to fuck your way through your past. Honestly, the save menu design irritates me more than any moral issue, but that’s another story.