Three days later, Mrs. Park cornered Koo in the deserted women’s lounge. "You," she hissed, shoving her against the door. "Come here. Now."

Koo smirked, unhooking her collar. "Jealous?" Mrs. Park slapped her tit—hard. "Quiet!" She ripped Koo’s skirt off. "On the bed." Koo sprawled back on the velvet chaise. Mrs. Park knelt, spreading Koo’s thighs. "Fat whore pussy," she breathed, hot against Koo’s wetness.