I've devoted myself to my husband and lived an honest life as a teacher. My days are hectic and busy, but somehow my heart feels unfulfilled. That's when I discovered my passion for writing novels. After work, I would frequently go to the library to work on my writing. As usual, I was writing on my notebook with my pen, but when I looked up, I saw a woman being molested by a man in the shadows of a bookshelf. Before I knew it, I was staring intently at the two of them engaging in this lewd act...
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