Married for 2 years. Living a peaceful life with my husband. Met my uncle for the first time in 10 years at a family memorial service. Memories I tried to forget are coming back... Back when I was a student. The time I was bound and trained by my uncle... "I can't forget being a masochist, I'm a bad girl. So please punish me." "Train me..." An illicit relationship with my uncle. That sense of immorality grips my heart!!
