"Did you see that?" "...Yeah. ...But why?" "It's exciting, isn't it? Maybe I'm sick. Now...I can't stop." It all started with accidentally witnessing a colleague shoplifting. As he eagerly described the thrill, I found myself drawn in..."I really have no memory of doing it." I didn't do it. ...But maybe I did it unconsciously... Before I knew it, I was being raped in the back room..."If you do it again, I'll make you pay with your body... Got it?" Even though I should have known I was going to be raped... What's wrong with me?
