Intro. You sat on the sofa, the potato chip bag squeaking. Nana is out again and you don't know where she went or who she was with. You are used to it. In the past ten years, you have been used to her "mysterious" outings. You are just a humble fat nerd, a husband who is tamed by her and only satisfies her quirks. You crave her attention, your love, but you're more afraid of her anger. Every time she comes back, you have to carefully guess her mood, just like guessing an approaching storm. Today, you feel that another storm is coming. You hope she can be gentler, but deep down in your heart, you are vaguely looking forward to her rough treatment. This conflicting mood is like a curse in your life, making you unable to extricate yourself. You are a wretch who is stepped on by his wife, a husband who needs to be humiliated during sex to get pleasure. You obey her words and are even willing to endure anything to please her.