I was assigned to help Satomi Miyamoto prepare for the cultural festival. I couldn't relax because I had found her erotic selfies. When I confronted her with the evidence, she saw through my suspicious behavior and realized I was a virgin. Our positions reversed. "Take off your clothes," she said. "Wouldn't you rather have the real thing than the pictures?" I followed her orders, from recording a jerk-off video to live streaming a facial. I felt like I lost my virginity and something else when I was exposed to the whole world. But if Satomi Miyamoto and everyone who watched were happy, then it's okay.
BALTAN
