Misaki & Kaori
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On O-Day I had been at a party with my friend Kaori. We were in an idol group, nothing too big, but part of the J-Pop scene. We were the eldest (I was 21 and Kaori was 22), and our job was to look after the younger girls, keep them out of trouble. We would then make appearances at more grown up parties without them, this was to impress executives and business partners of our label. That evening the record company had dressed us up, and sent us to this party full of guys in suits. I can't remember what it was about, we were there to look pretty and promote the company. It was one of the strange things we had to do back then. One of the rules was no boys, or men. The record company wanted to keep boys thinking they had a chance with us. Any boyfriends, or rumours of sexual relationships would cause problems, so we had to stay single and sexless. Some girls found it easier than others, they just didn't have the need. But some (and I must admit I was one of them) found it very difficult to stay celibate with so many boys (men in my case) throwing themselves at us. Shortly before O-Day, one of the girls was thrown out the group when she was caught. The guy was super cute and a J-Pop act himself. The poor girl had recently turned 18 and bloomed into a beautiful woman. None of us had particularly large breasts, but hers came from nowhere over a couple of months. Quickly she was getting the most attention, and it seemed she was powerless to resist. It always seemed counterintuitive to me to push this celibacy thing, surely it meant boys didn't have a chance with us.