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Episode 171: "...Do You Also Do Handjobs?" 

A kiss room. 

A place where you pay money to kiss. 

Of course, I'd never even considered going to a place like this, 

but after hearing "that story" from Go Joo-hee, I found myself browsing the reservation site. 

"Crazy. Eighty thousand won for an hour just to kiss?" 

Why? 

Just kissing for an hour? 

I couldn't understand it at all. 

As I was frowning at the screen, Go Joo-hee hugged me from behind, naked, and whispered against my neck. 

"What, you can piss in my ass but don't know about these places?" 

"I don't. I never even considered going to these kinds of entertainment places." 

"Right, you said you were just a studious virgin until last year." 

I'd watched hardcore porn, but never knew anything about these places. 

"I never worked at one, but I have friends who do. Of course, it's not just kissing, haha... Sometimes you really are innocent, huh?" 

"What are you saying... so they have sex too?" 

"Well, most places don't go that far, but handjobs are basically standard." 

"What the..." 

"But sometimes, if a naive sucker comes in, there are girls who really only kiss and scam them. On the other hand, if you talk smooth, you might even get to fuck." 

Hmm... 

Anyway, it was clear this was a shady business. 

"Is this the right place?" 

"From what I heard, yeah." 

Go Joo-hee, who was pretty close to Lee Yeon-woo, was the only one who knew this info. 

Still, for her to betray a friend just because I went down on her... 

Women's friendships really can't be trusted. 

"Uh... is it her?" 

On the "staff list" for the kiss room, 

I saw a profile photo of a woman with obviously much bigger breasts than the others. 

Her face was hidden, but she wore a sexy costume, showing off her figure in the profile photo. 

Like a restaurant menu, her body measurements were listed... 

"Shit... G-cup? That has to be her, right?" 

It was eye-catching info. 

All the other girls were at most C or D cups, but this profile boasted overwhelming breast size. 

In red letters, "Yeon-a +4" was tempting me. 

"Yeon-a? Must be a fake name?" 

"Who uses their real name here?" 

"Hmm... But if she's a rich girl, why is she working here?" 

"Hehe... that's..." 

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"Yeon-a, go to room 3." 

"Yes..." 

The top ace of the kiss room, "Yeon-a"  

actually known as the "aviation goddess" Lee Yeon-woo sighed inwardly, fixed her outfit in the mirror, and put on a mask to hide her face. 

She really had been a rich girl, 

but her wealthy father had already gone bankrupt. 

Their 4-billion-won luxury apartment was seized, 

and she and her younger brother had to move into a tiny goshiwon. Recently, her uncle offered them a spare room in his house. 

Of course, her friends didn't know any of this. 

Her social circle was all people from similar or higher backgrounds at least upper-middle class. 

Their dads were all high-earning professionals. 

If she admitted, "My dad went bankrupt," 

she'd be kicked out without a second thought. 

So she needed to earn money, 

but didn't want her identity revealed, so she wore a mask at her "part-time" job. 

She hadn't started out at a shady place like this. 

She tried honest work at a cafe, but her friends mocked her for "playing poor," so she quit. 

The pay was only 20,000 won an hour, not enough for her old lifestyle. 

Eventually, after some thought, she got scouted via Instagram DM and started this "part-time" job. 

At first, she thought it really was just kissing, 

but soon realized handjobs were basically required she'd been disillusioned just days ago. 

Yesterday, she'd had to jerk off a sweaty, fat pig of a man, and ended up with cum all over her face. 

Her once-proud dignity hit a new low every day, 

and her high nose was getting lower. 

'How long do I have to do this?' 

But the money was too good to quit. 

She could make more working at a luxury room salon, selling her body, or getting a sponsor, 

but she wasn't ready for that. 

And she didn't have any special skills, so normal jobs paid too little for the hassle. 

At the kiss room, she made 120,000 won per hour, with 80,000 won after fees. 

If she took the manager's "options," she could make even more. 

She was learning the brutal reality of capitalism with her own body. 

"Hmm..." 

Still, she couldn't let her energy drop in front of a customer. 

She took a deep breath in front of room 3, psyching herself up. 

She was even wearing a flight attendant costume, her major, so she played the part as if serving a VIP. 

'Yeah. You're serving a first-class customer.' 

Of course, in reality, most customers here were losers. 

'Just please, don't let it be that pig...' 

She put on her brightest voice and entered room 3. 

"Hello~ Sorry to keep you waiting..." 

But, 

she almost wished it was the pig. 

"Haha. Hello." 

Sitting on the bed was the freshman she'd met at Go Joo-hee's house just days ago  

a fellow student. 

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Yeon-woo's mind froze. 

Same university. 

Same department junior. 

Go Joo-hee's boyfriend. 

Pretending not to be, but obviously flirting with her. 

Name: Kang Hyun-sung... 

The guy Go Joo-hee bragged about at the drinking party, saying the sex was amazing and his dick was hard... 

All these facts raced through her mind. 

'Why, why is he here?' 

She froze, petrified. 

After all, being caught working at a sleazy kiss room as the "aviation goddess" meant it was only a matter of time before word spread at school. 

But... 

"Uh... is something wrong?" 

"...Huh?" 

"You've just been standing there..." 

Wait...? 

Does he not recognize me? 

The mask... 

Maybe he doesn't recognize me with the mask on! 

Yeon-woo felt a glimmer of hope. 

"Ah, hello... I just, um, got a cramp for a second..." 

"Oh, really?" 

"Not a cramp, just a little numbness, that's all, haha..." 

What are you doing, Yeon-woo? 

She wanted to crawl into a hole from embarrassment. 

But she quickly got herself together and, pretending to be calm, sat down next to Hyun-sung. 

"Ha, haha... Is this your first time at a place like this?" 

"Yeah... I've never been to a kiss room before..." 

He scratched his head shyly. 

Yeon-woo was still unsure, but started to think, 'Maybe he really doesn't recognize me? Maybe he was too drunk to remember?' 

She began to relax and started her usual hostess routine. 

"Phew... it's hot today, isn't it?" 

"Yeah. Is it global warming or something? At this rate, it'll be summer until November." 

"Haha! No way." 

At a kiss room, you don't just start kissing right away. 

The customers might want that, 

but the hosts don't want to kiss for a full hour. 

So the standard is to kill time with soulless small talk. 

Sometimes, if you're lucky, some guys just chat and tip you without even kissing. 

Yeon-woo had only been working for about a week, but she already knew these tricks. 

She also kept talking to see if he really didn't recognize her. 

And the more they talked, the more he seemed like a typical first-time customer. 

'He really doesn't recognize me?' 

Well, 

they'd only met for two hours, in Go Joo-hee's room with mood lighting, 

and they'd all been drinking. 

Now, the room was dark with red lighting like a seedy club. 

With a mask, it was plausible he didn't recognize her. 

'Then I'll just keep kissing him so he can't focus!' 

If they looked at each other's faces too much, he might catch on. 

So Yeon-woo decided to get close and distract him. 

She moved closer, put her hand on his thigh, and whispered, 

"Is this your first kiss too?" 

"Uh... yeah." 

Yeon-woo thought, 'As if, you're Go Joo-hee's boyfriend, no way you're a virgin,' 

but figured less experience meant easier to handle. 

"Really? You look like you'd have lots of girlfriends." 

"Nah... I'm a virgin." 

"Come on~ No way~" 

She played along, whispering in his ear and tickling him, then lifted her mask. 

"...So... want to kiss?" 

"Uh... y-yeah." 

Gulp. 

Hyun-sung swallowed hard, trembling as he leaned in and hugged Yeon-woo's slender waist. 

'This is easier than I thought... Why was I so nervous?' 

Yeon-woo relaxed. 

Now, the thrill of possibly being discovered even made her a little excited. 

She parted her full, red lips and welcomed his tongue. 

Smooch... smooch... 

In the small room, on the small bed, 

under the red lights, two people held each other for money. 

"Haa... haa... your kiss is... sweet..." 

"Hehe... sweet?" 

Clearly inexperienced, Hyun-sung panted in excitement, hungrily devouring Yeon-woo's soft lips and wet tongue, swapping sticky saliva. 

"Haa... haa... can I... lie down?" 

"Yeah..." 

He kept kissing her as he climbed on top, 

her sexy body outlined in the tight stewardess costume, 

his hands sliding up her smooth thighs, under her tight skirt, grabbing her ass. 

'Look at this guy...' 

It was a bit much for a supposed first-timer, 

but maybe he was just excited. 

Yeon-woo closed her eyes and enjoyed his touch. 

Then Hyun-sung pulled away from her lips and asked: 

"...Do you also do handjobs here?"