There's no dissatisfaction with life, but a smoldering female core. The time and sexual desire that married women have left over. A promised happy life. One day, a stranger came to the house and said, "Pay back the debt." Although they verbally promised "just once," he keeps coming back... I want to violate them more than other married women. The happiness of married women is completely destroyed by the sadistic bastards. Drowning in this sense of transgression... A non-daily life that she herself sought. "You... I'm sorry..."
