He is the one who makes me a woman, not my husband. I am married to my current husband and live without any inconvenience, but not everything is satisfied. One day, I receive a notice of the class reunion. When she participates in the distraction, she encounters a man who is her first love. We hit it off and had fun, so I drank too much and ended up spending the night with her. Maybe I was trying to be embraced by alcohol as an excuse. From this day on, the affair theater of pleasure and excitement that can not be tasted by her husband opens the curtain.
