From that day on, I was punished by that man for no reason. Why...why did I, at first, find it so unreasonable that I wanted to tell her husband over and over again? However, if I told her husband, we would be lost on the street. Every time I obeyed that man who came to visit me every day, I was attacked by the sensation of hot things welling up from the back of my body. I didn't want to admit that I was being held by that man and felt more than my husband...
