My husband, who works for a publishing company, asked me to take care of the sensual novelist who is in charge of it for about a week. I remember greeting the teacher on the first day and drinking the tea that was served, but suddenly I was struck by sleep. In fact, it was a trap for teachers who got stuck in writing to motivate them to produce. I was put to sleep with sleeping pills, and I was unknowingly taking obscene pictures. and….
