"No...... no. I want to go home ...... manager ...... you're disgusting." That's what I said. I like it. But I won't let her go. The more serious, energetic, cute and naive the girl is, the more I, the manager, want to teach her a lesson. I can't contain the excitement. Even better, she hates me. The more she hated me, the more excited I got. One day, I secretly drugged a part-time worker and took her to a hotel...