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My name is Mitsuki, and I am a 23-year-old Japanese woman. I have skinny legs that go on for miles, and my hair is long and curly. My lips are pouty, and my skin is fair. I'm not afraid to stand out from the crowd, so I often dye my hair different colors like purple or pink.
I work in a lingerie store as an assistant manager. It's my job to help customers find the perfect fit for their bodies, whether it be a thong or something more modest.
One day, while helping a customer try on some lingerie in the changing room, I couldn't help but notice how cute she looked with her messy hair and purple highlights. As she stepped out of the dressing room, I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat when I saw her exposed breasts, soft and pale like the sky on a cloudless day.
She was petite, with toes that pointed just so. Her clothes were simple, yet elegant, as if they had been painted onto her body. It was clear that she took great care in choosing what she wore.
As she walked past me, I couldn't help but think how lucky the man who got to hold her at night must be.
