Two years ago, I lost my virginity. Back then, I was more innocent and only interested in my boyfriend. I desperately chased after him, wishing he would understand my feelings, but all I heard was "you're too clingy, annoying," and never felt truly understood—getting dumped over and over again. Each time, I whispered to myself, "I'm better off staying alone forever..." Yet somehow, I always ended up with another boyfriend. Just like the first time, I was used, cheated on, and eventually realized I had become the other woman. Before long, I started thinking how stupid I was for being so serious, and decided, "Whatever, I don't care anymore ♪" I started partying hard at clubs, letting go completely. That's when I met Sayaka, who was only 19 at the time. I was exhausted from dancing with friends and sitting down, completely drained, when she approached me and asked, "Are you alone right now?" I thought she might be hitting on me, so I started talking. Then she mentioned there was a way to make money and explained further. The offer sounded really appealing, so we made plans to meet today. I don't hate sex, but being naked still makes me shy. Still, I'm short on money now, and if this becomes a memory, maybe it's worth it. That's the mindset Sayaka came in with. Shy at first, hesitant even to open her legs, but as we touched, she gradually grew bolder and more daring. Seeing is believing—much faster than any explanation—so please, everyone, take a look for yourselves!