It's been a year since my father died. I couldn't forgive him for not helping me out when I needed him most, even after he died. I had made up my mind that one day I would do the thing he would never forgive the most. And the time had come. I raped his wife, Maki. It was the best stage to do this to her, right in front of his Buddhist altar, after the first anniversary of his death.
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