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i lost my wife when my daughter was in junior high school. since then, i thought i had raised her with love, even in place of her mother. now, that daughter has become a working adult and has grown into a capable person. but, for some reason, she has a bad drinking habit and often comes home drunk. each time i take care of her while watching her carelessly take off her clothes and fall asleep――. unable to resist the resemblance to my late wife and her allure as a woman, i finally crossed the line.
