Three years after I married my wife Kana, I received a phone call from my former colleague Takimoto for the first time in a while. In the past, they had fought for the position of manager, but Takimoto asked her to become a monitor for the pair's on-site beauty salons as a way of reconciling the situation, and she readily agreed. Then, on the day of the pair esthetics, a partition was placed between me and Kana, and I was given a blindfold and headphones because it was only effective for me. He didn't know that his wife was wearing a see-through pair of paper panties right in front of him, and was being raped while being subjected to obscene treatments.
