I have an older brother who is many years my senior. He was a very kind brother who raised me after our parents passed away. Until a certain point... My brother, who had become addicted to alcohol and gambling, couldn't repay his debts and even started taking my part-time earnings. One day, he took me to a hotel room, saying there was a well-paying job there, but what was waiting for me was a creepy old man. "You're a grown woman now, so sell your body and work for me," he said. Even though I initially refused with all my might, I decided to endure it just once for my brother who had raised me to this point. I didn't know that hellish days awaited me as I prepared to support this trashy brother of mine...