It will soon be a year since I married Saye. There are only a few days left until our first wedding anniversary. Just then, Saye's school alumni reunion was held. When my wife said she would come back right away, I told her 'Take your time and relax,' though I was a bit worried, I sent her off with a smile. After returning home, I noticed the necklace glowing at Saye's chest. 'Saye, did you have something like this?' A few days later, a DVD with no sender arrived, and on it was Saye's face contorted in ecstasy, squirting non-stop. Our wedding anniversary became the worst day of my life.
