He made me a woman, not my husband. I am married to my husband now and live without any difficulties, but not everything is satisfying. One day, I received a class reunion notice. While participating in the harassment, I met the man who was my first love. We were arguing and having a good time, so I drank too much and ended up spending the night with him. Maybe I'm trying to embrace alcohol as an excuse. From today, the curtain of the theater of pleasures that husbands cannot touch will close.