The one who makes me a woman is not my husband, but him… I am married to my current husband and live without any inconvenience, but everything is not satisfied. One day, I receive a notice for a school reunion. I participate for a change of pace and encounter my first love. We hit it off and have fun, so I drink too much alcohol●get drunk and spend the night with him. Perhaps I was using alcohol as an excuse to be embraced. From that day on, an affair theater of pleasure and excitement that my husband can't provide opens its curtains.
