I got angry after being rejected for an in-person meeting, using the excuse of store policy, so I tracked her down to her home. Her website listed her name as "Hitomi" under a pseudonym, and the shop was famously strict about never allowing real encounters. The girls working there were on a celebrity level—elegant, mature, and radiating feminine charm. Her figure was amazing, with perfectly proportioned curves and outstanding breasts. She lived in a spacious corner apartment on the second floor of a mansion, and I easily entered through the balcony, taking her any way I wanted with creampie after creampie. If she had just let me have her earlier, none of this would've happened... It's all Hitomi's fault.