The moment I open the front door, that unbearable smell of my father-in-law wafts in. Every time the air mixed with sweat and bad breath clings to my skin, it feels like I can't breathe. Just sensing him approaching makes me tremble, and because of some weird medicine, heat starts to build up deep in my chest. The damp breath on my ear seeped into the inside of my uniform, accompanied by nausea, and for some reason, only my body reacted. Even though I hate it. Even though it's disgusting. The touched area becomes sensitive on its own, and the moment words of rejection turn into gasps is the most frustrating. "Look, how honest." Even the whispering voice is disgusting and I hate it, but my body keeps betraying me by indulging in sex. . ……I was gradually swallowed up by my stepfather's smell, his penis, and the medicine that felt good.
