Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

Women's club, Good Boy.

The tape on Sung Gwi-nam's first day of entry has just been cut off.

After the first choice time, the players gathered again in the waiting room.

The two were selected right after the first impression evaluation and sat down.

There are four guests, and now there are two seats left.

The players were waiting for Madame to come in and call out her number, unraveling the story of the first choice.

"Oh, I felt good because you kept making eye contact."

"Who?"

"The one on the outside left."

"He probably sat Sung-ho down."

"Seong Ho works pretty well. I'm the last one to come here yesterday, so I'm going to do one."

Who's the other one in?”

"I heard one of the new arrivals went in today.”

"Huh, really? Awesome."

There were two people who first came to work today.

A man who resembles a man of cuteness and pine.

The players' eyes scan the room.

The only thing that stood out to them was pine nuts.

One of the players asked the man.

"You were in the same group with him, weren't you?”

The pine tree nodded solemnly.

"Yes."

"You're just a choice? How did you introduce yourself?”

The players' eyes were fixed on the pine nut.

They are curious, too.

What is the secret of being selected without going to the first office, the first choice, the second and third rounds?

Of course, it wasn't just impossible.

Sometimes new players choose because they are curious about their appearance as a celebrity or the first time they come to work.

However, in both cases, there is a precondition that appearance should be supported very much.

But today's newcomer was an old piece of land that would look like a dad's room, which obviously doesn't match them. In addition, he seemed to have no shame, unlike a man of character.

After briefly enjoying the dozens of curious eyes that were hooked on him, the son opened his mouth with a look of pride.

"I took off my pants."

"Totally? Even his panties?"

"Yes."

"That's amazing."

A derogatory smile ensued among the players.

You put pepper on during Choice Time?

He is also possible. This place doesn't require any dignity, and there are many players who do crazy things like BJs who crave star balloons to stand out during Choice.

However, it was rare for anyone to put up their pants in their imagination or practice what was possible.

Why, if you fail to select a choice after doing so, the internal image you wear is formidable and the aftermath of mockery and criticism from your colleagues is poured out.

No matter how many players sell their smiles and bodies, there is a basic dignity as a human being and a man's pride. There is no man who wants to look cool or servile in front of women.

There was also a moral issue with his teammates.

One loach blurs the water, and when one pulls down his pants, other players who go in with him/her will be in trouble.

Many of the guests are in the same industry, so how can they be easy? Some ladies may have the right heart to say, "I'm not going to do that because I've been hit by customers," but many of them come to relieve their stress from the players.

Hey, he even took off his pants. Do you have anything? This means that the level can rise sharply from the beginning, causing damage to other players who are reluctant to expose themselves.

However, if you are ignorant, you are brave, or if you are the first to come today, you have to break the unwritten rule.

***

The vocal chords used to say.

There's no chance that you'll be a choice no matter what you do, so don't feel pressured, don't overdo it, just look at the atmosphere as if you're building experience.

I was going to do that, too. Just say your name like the ladies at the store do.

"Come in, group five."

My group was so tight that there were only three different groups of four.

With a throbbing heart, he finally entered the battlefield.

It was the order of players 1, me and pine nuts.

There were four young women and a player who had already been selected was sitting next to one of them with a relaxed expression.

They seemed full of expectations about what individual self-introduction they would entertain themselves this time.

"Last group five, let's say hello."

One player, who looked like a good-looking player, approached the women two steps forward.

He had been preparing handkerchief magic in the waiting room.

Sure enough, the guy who took a handkerchief out of his pocket turned it around and made a rose.

the gentle exclamations of women

"Oh~"

He handed a rose to the woman sitting in the top seat with one hand behind her.

"It's Jonghyun."

"Oh, thank you."

It's an all-in-one choice that focuses on a woman rather than appealing to many. It's a way to work well with women who are new to the hoba and have a weak heart.]

But the woman at the head received only roses, and Choice did not.

a speedy progression of speech

"Now, next is number two, ··."

It was my turn.

Whether it was the least courtesy of Tae-hyung's introduction, Madame introduced me herself.

"Oh, finally, our store's secret weapon is out. I'm sure everyone is wondering. Oh? Why is this guy stuck here? Where am I on the construction board, not the Hoba?"

The women giggled thankfully for telling them how they felt.

Madame, who picked her breath at one point, raised her thumb as if she had eaten something delicious.

"You're really having fun. If you don't play well, you can't be here."

You're taking good care of me.]

"How do you play well?"

When the woman sitting alone on the right asked with a nasal sound, Madame replied.

"You can see that when you sit down."

"Hey, you don't look like you're playing. Aren't you trying to put anyone in because it's our first time?"

Madame handled it skillfully.

"You're a first-time guest, so you have to do better to catch it!"

"But my face is still not good."

Then a question came to mind.

As the vocal cords say, am I here to gain experience?

I immediately replied myself.

No, I'm here today to prove it, not to experience. About how far I can go.

I told him to stay still and not ignore his vocal cords, but how long will I be taking care of my life?

I'll show you exactly what I am.

"I can give you." This is the only thing I have."

I changed a verse of 2AM's song and lowered my pants.

The murmuring black Jr. was unveiled to the world, emitting a damp energy.

Madame shuddered and raised her pants like a comedian who played the role of stopping her, saying, "Oh, this brother is doing this again!" and the women disappeared late.

"Hahahahaha!"

"I'm so surprised!”

"Is that really right? You didn't attach anything, did you?

No, you can't use your lethal move already. Just look at the atmosphere.]

Dude, is there a way to make sure you use your lethal move.

We promised to do our best even if we live a day.

It was a time when the chilies became noisy due to a new technique.

The woman sitting inside smiled pleasantly and shouted, 'I lost.'

"Yes, sit down, sit down! I'll make you sit down because I'm so dirty!"

Really?

Is it chosen?

Or just saying something?

Madame gave me a gentle push on the back, saying, "What are you doing not sitting down?" That's a good touch, isn't it? The feeling has been conveyed.

I went inside.

At that time, a woman who had raised her knees and given the passage, who had already finished Choice and sat down her partner, bit my butt.

"Wow, he's got a big butt."

"Hey, hey, hey!

Then two other women reached out to the table, which had not yet been set, and began to feel around me like a lady.

"Oh, your thighs are strong, too."

This is the first time I've ever seen.It seems that he's determined to pull out a mulberry leaves.

My hand naturally bumped into the hands of the girls, and three of them, including my partner, popped up.

What, who's who's.

I thought of my partner's face after turning it off.

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- Name: Park Sung-yeon

Age: 28

- Height: 158cm

- Weight: 45kg

- Like Me: A

- sexual desire: C

- sex opening index: A

- ST. Fantasy: Gangbins with several men.

- Pinpoint: Inside the knee

- TIP: Expectations for Hoba are high. It is questionable whether he will be able to do the same. Now that you've made him a partner, I'm thinking about sex, so please turn that question into confidence today.

Recommendation: "Do you want to eat after this?”

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Oh, open mind, true heart.

I'm a little short, but I'll send you to the moon today because I'm so proud of you.

Of course, play everything.

"Crazy girls, what are you doing to your partner?"

When Park Sung-yeon giggled, Sangseok girl answered back.

"I'm sick of it, where you can't find mine. If you get a grip, you touch it and see."

Yeah, this is the decadent Hoba vibe I was thinking of.

Give me all you want, I'll give you all I want.

"Now, last three. Please introduce yourself."

The madam went straight ahead.

A pine-like baby standing with a flushed look flashed his eyes and tried to lower his pants.

The vocal cords clapped their tongues.

[Really] You have no sense. I'm only going to do the first verse.]

Fortunately, Madam was quick to deal with it this time.

After covering his shoulder and overpowering him, he pushed him playfully out of the door and burst into a false, hahahahahahahaha.

"Yes, I'm the pervert 2 that I's been passing by so far!"

Then Park Sung-yeon asked.

"Then you're a pervert 1?"

"What a pervert, you're a gentleman."

I answered, cuddling her shoulders, as if I were dying of cuteness.

The smell of soju was smelling like a drink or something to drink.

What?

What's wrong with this?

Hey, Amoeba! I taught you table manners! Don't forget you're a receptionist and you're a guest!]

My vocal cords shouted urgently.

"What's this? Who told me to touch my body?"

Park Sung-yeon said with a cold expression.

"Hey, why are you messing with the customer? You're not always that rude."

Madame tried to settle the situation, but the atmosphere has already been spilled.

All the other women were looking at me with awkward looks.

One player who was already sitting is only looking at his partner.

Sangseok girl snorted and said to Madame as if she was speechless.

"You don't think we look like guests because we're laughing at you? Don't that right?

Until then, the easy-going wife quickly became low-key.

"No, no, no way. I'm sorry. I'm not supposed to be this kind of person ···."

"Hey."

A standing girl who cut off Madame's words said to me with her eyes wide open.

"Get out."

I was so embarrassed that my hips wouldn't come off easily.

My partner was bluffing, bluffing, blah bluffing.

[Gasp, real...] I made a mistake, I'm sorry, go ahead.]

Did you make such a big mistake?

Anyway, it wasn't just me. The image of the store and the business are at stake.

I took a bow and apologized.

"I made a mistake. I'm sorry."

"How long have you been doing this?”

[3 months.]

"I've been doing this for three months.”

"You're not even new. But you can't tell the difference between having fun and being rude? Did you do this to the other girls? Wow, I don't even get angry because it's so ridiculous."

Although I have been a restaurant worker for 15 years, even if I am not a player, this was different from the humiliation I have experienced.

A child six years younger than me spoke as if he were disciplining his subordinates, and his anger flared up.

But what can I do? I have to put up with it.

The arrow of the woman sitting alone in front of me was on Madame.

"Hey, Maine."

"Yes."

"Do you want me to give you the truth?”

"No, I'm really sorry."

Madame winked at me, telling me to get out quickly, and she continued.

"I'll show you the kids again. I'll keep putting in the beer as a token of my apologies, so take it easy."

So, my first choice ended in self-destruction without a touch of milk.

[Oh, I've been over-reacting and recognizing you since I took off my pants, really.]

an end

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