The husband of the manager left me behind and passed away. I had given my purity only to him, and loved only him, but now I spend my days drowning in sorrow… However, the executives tried to take even my home from me because "I was his mistress." Then, as I resisted, they humiliated me in front of my husband's portrait... Feeling the gaze of my kindly smiling master, I was taken one after another. And around the time the forty-ninth day passed, my sense of guilt turned into pleasure and my body began to accept cocks other than my husband's…
