From that day on, Director Okura came over every day and played with my body. It was as if he was playing with our little happiness in the palm of his hand. I could have just confided in my husband, and I knew that if I told my father he would help me right away. But for some reason, I couldn't. Every time Director Okura held me tightly, my body lost its resistance. His actions, contrary to his gentle tone of voice, ignited the lustful sexual desire that lay dormant inside me. And then, seven days later...