I dreamed of becoming a writer and became the companion of a famous female writer. At the same time as her life as a companion began, her life as a licking dog also began. The days when she reaches orgasm and comes up with an idea for a piece, she is sent home. Sometimes I start masturbating with someone's remains, or when I think I've had sex, it ends before I can ejaculate... I can't understand it myself... ``Why do you turn away from what you don't understand?'' she says coldly. But there's a part of me that's drawn to her mysterious side... What a sinful woman...
