Five years into our marriage… my husband and I were living a cold, distant life together. One evening when he brought home his best friend, Mr. Noshima, everything changed. As I was happily receiving praise for the meal I had prepared, I was raped beside my drunken, sleeping husband. Even though something so cruel was being done to me… I felt the long-forgotten pleasure of being a ‘woman’. Mr. Noshima apologized as he said, 'I wanted to hold you because you were devoted to your husband without knowing about his infidelity.' Before I knew it, I found myself desiring him…
