[Ex-girlfriend: Satsuki] After a sushi date, we spent the night together at my place—the first time she stayed over. She always hid her bare face with makeup, insisting, "Don't look at me like this," but she showed me her true, defenseless self that no one else had ever seen. Her natural face was baby-faced and incredibly cute, her innocence and shyness making my heart race. She'd say, "Stop staring!" and run to hide under the futon, or during sex, turn bright red and try to cover her face with her hands—but as pleasure built, she'd arch her back with an ahegao, trembling uncontrollably. To me, her hiding her face is even cuter than her tits or pussy. Her tan lines are sexy, and her breasts are perfectly shaped. We never went to the pool or beach together, so those tan marks—did she get them with someone else? At this point, it doesn't matter. Seeing her bare face for the first time, her embarrassment and vulnerability, was the ultimate turn-on. That first moment of sex was the most thrilling—nothing could ever top it. I can't even imagine breaking up and searching for another bare-faced girl. Thanks for the first time seeing the real you, Satsuki!