Things aren't going well with my husband. Day after day, I just pass the time under the same roof, feeling like I'm suffocating. In the midst of that, there's Mr. Tanaka, my neighbor, whom I often run into when I go out onto the balcony. "Oh? Did you change your hairstyle? It looks good on you." He noticed a tiny change that even my husband hadn't noticed. One afternoon, he forced himself on me and raped me. I found myself greedily devouring the pleasure that my husband could never satisfy. ...I've always wanted to have sex like this.