A self-reliant laid-off female worker

A Self-Reliant Laid-Off Female Worker

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Part 1)

"Laid-off female workers weep, then go naked to nightclubs, offering food, drinks, and sex, their wages increasing several times over."

Looking at the text message downloaded from the internet, Hong's eyes were red, and she twisted her clothes tightly with both hands.

"What should I do? Is it really like what the text message says?"

Hong had been laid off for three whole months. In these three months, she had changed jobs several times, but they were either

unprofitable months

, she hadn't earned a single penny and had even spent over a thousand yuan on transportation and phone bills.

Having grown up in a comfortable and carefree environment, Hong knew she couldn't endure hardship or do manual labor. At 30 years old, she had no advantage whatsoever among the many young and

beautiful female college graduates. After losing her job, she stayed at home for a week, spending her days

reading newspapers and searching for job postings online.

"Let's try again,"

Hong wrote down the phone numbers of several recruiting companies.

"Is this XXX company?" Hong dialed the number again, looking at the job postings online.

"Hello, XXX company, please dial the extension number, or dial 0 for directory assistance," came the mechanical,

recorded .

"I'd like to inquire about your company's recruitment," Hong asked

cautiously .

"Hello, please hold, we'll transfer you to HR," the operator replied sweetly.

"What is it?" came a rough, hoarse voice.

"I'd like to inquire about your recruitment?" Hearing the voice on the other end, Hong felt a sudden,

inexplicable disgust, but still asked softly.

"What do you want?" the man asked directly, rudely, making her feel very uncomfortable.

"I saw you were recruiting a business manager online, and I'd like to know more about it."

Although she hated this blatant questioning, Hong continued

asking with a "what's done is done" attitude, because the online post mentioned a high base salary for business managers, which was a huge

temptation .

"Then come and take a look tomorrow, room 1369, City University Technology Building." Before Hong could agree, the other end of the line

had already hung up.

Listening to the dial tone, Hong lazily put away the receiver, turned around, and threw herself into the sofa

. Her voluptuous body sank into the soft sofa, creating a deep indentation.

Holding her head in her hands, she lay on the sofa, closed her eyes, and those long-dormant memories kept

flooding back. Hong's eyes welled up with tears, and her face was filled with pain...

"Cheng... why did you leave me?" Cheng was Hong's college classmate. They had been classmates for four years and had a deep friendship. After graduation , they both found relatively stable jobs

in the same city .

Life wasn't wealthy, but it was comfortable enough. Finally, in

the spring after living together for seven years, they scraped together enough for a down payment on an apartment.

They planned to get married that autumn, their tenth anniversary of meeting. Sadly, a cruel tragedy took Cheng's young, dream-filled

life .

"Why? We were going to get married in a few months! Why did you leave me?"

Hong wept bitterly, covering her face. The apartment they lived in was bought with a loan, but shortly after Cheng

's misfortune, Hong also lost her job. Without any income, how could Hong bear the heavy debt?

How could a woman in her thirties survive this prime of life?

"Why? Could you bear to leave me alone through every lonely night?"

Thinking of Cheng, his strong body, and how he had given her the ultimate

pleasure almost every night, Hong cried even louder.

She remembered that when she first met Cheng, she was still a virgin. A naive girl

gave her entire youth to the man she deeply loved. Having known each other for 10 years and lived together for 7, Hong had grown accustomed to falling

asleep naked in Cheng's arms every night, accustomed to the intense passion he provided each night.

But for several months now, she had been sleeping alone. Every night, after showering, Hong would wrap her naked, voluptuous body

in the bed, recalling every passionate moment with Cheng, and tears would stream down her face before she let her mature body fall asleep

coldly .

Countless nights she would be awakened by nightmares, her dreams returning to those passionate summer nights, Cheng's

vigorous thrusts bringing her boundless pleasure. But upon waking, she could only soothe her wet, hot genitals

and empty soul with her hand…

But no matter what, Hong had to live, had to get used to her single life, so

she had to pull herself together and find joy again.

"But, Cheng, can you see?"

Hong felt another pang of pain in her heart…

The next day, Hong got up early to shower and dress, looking at her still beautiful face in the mirror.

The woman in the mirror was still captivating, with delicate, arched eyebrows, slightly upturned lips, and a few fine

lines creeping up at the corners of her eyes. "After all, I'm a 30-year-old woman," Hong sighed softly.

She stood up, put on her suit, and twirled around twice. She could clearly feel that she had gained some weight in the past two years; her once

slender waist was thicker, her flat stomach slightly protruding, and her once-proud, full breasts were now rounded

. Her legs, clad in high heels, were straight, highlighting her high buttocks and emphasizing the curves of a mature woman.

After twirling a few times, she couldn't help but nod in satisfaction at her reflection. Hong proudly strutted

out the door to apply for a job at the City University of Science and Technology Building.

Located in a prime location on Sanhao Street, known as Shenyang's "Silicon Valley," the City University of Science and Technology Building

housed thousands of computer companies and tens of thousands of IT professionals, with tens of millions of business transactions taking place daily.

Standing at the city gate, Hong looked at the bustling traffic and hurried crowds on Sanhao Street and sighed

, "It's changed, everything's changed, the pace is too fast."

Hong was laid off because she was labeled as conservative and unable to adapt to the company's changing pace. Deep down, everyone

knew it was just simple retaliation from her superiors.

"Disgusting."

Remembering how she was fired as retaliation for refusing to sleep with her boss, Hong cursed inwardly, "Damn

fat boss," and headed into the technology building.

"Ugh."

The elevator reached the 13th floor. Hong shoved aside the

middle-aged man pressing against her backside, his ambiguous shapely backside pressed against her, and arrived at room 1369.

A large, bright gold sign reading "XXX Technology Co., Ltd. Shenyang Office" hung prominently at the entrance. Hong

checked her attire, finding nothing amiss, and entered the company with her head held high.

After a brief interview, Hong was informed she had passed the first round and would have to wait for a written exam on the weekend afternoon. Hong felt disgusted

by the HR manager's lecherous, up-and-down gaze and greedy stares at her firm breasts.

Seeing the suggestive smile in the sexy secretary's eyes as she left sent a

chill .

But… Hong desperately needed this job.

On Friday, Hong had two more job interviews, but neither seemed to offer the same benefits as the tech company,

nor did they seem to have any future prospects. Just thinking about the HR manager's lecherous gaze

made her feel nauseous; she really didn't want to work with someone like that.

"Hello."

Having just finished showering, Hong, her hair wrapped in a towel, was about to put a banana in her mouth when the phone rang. She

answered immediately.

"Is this Ms. Hong? This is Secretary Jiang from XXX Technology Co., Ltd. I'm informing you to come to

the company for a written test."

"Oh, thank you."

"You're welcome, see you tomorrow."

Hanging up, Hong leaned back on the sofa, drying her wet hair with the towel, took a bite of her banana,

and thought about tomorrow's test.

"Logically speaking, this company has good prospects, but that manager is too lecherous, isn't he?"

Remembering how the manager openly looked her up and down that day, Hong felt nauseous,

but somehow, she felt aroused, her lower body becoming warm.

"No way? How could this be? I actually feel aroused just thinking about that lecherous look?"

Hong felt increasingly ashamed as she thought about it, her face flushed as she took a big bite of a banana, unwilling to think about that disgusting lecherous

manager .

But her body just wouldn't listen to her. Hong could feel the fluid flowing from her lower body soaking

the towel wrapped around her waist, and her vaginal opening, which had been exposed for so long, was slightly open, with her clitoris, hidden under the foreskin, pushing open the scrotum and protruding

.

"How could this be? How could I be so lewd? How could I

react ?"

Hong squeezed her legs together in frustration, trying hard to control her desires, but her body,

so honestly refused to listen. Her lower body was getting wetter and wetter, and her squeezed legs were already rubbing against each other. Hong

could feel the pleasure brought by the friction of her labia.

"Um, oh, no. I can't do this."

Hong's hands, already out of control, reached between her legs, groping up and down along the wet crevice.

She rubbed her hands back and forth between her legs, her face flushed, her eyes glazed and seemingly about to spill water.

"No, how can I think about that pervert and masturbate? I need to think about my lover, my husband

, my Cheng! Cheng, do you know I'm thinking about you?"

Hong closed her eyes, one hand lifting the towel and forcefully kneading her nipples, the other reaching between her legs to vigorously

rub her plump labia and erect clitoris, trying to recall the joyful

times .

"But... how is this possible? Why is Cheng so blurry in front of me? Why do I see only that

manager's lewd eyes and suggestive smile? Why is my mind filled with that manager's lewd

gaze ?"

Hong was confused, her hand pressing harder on her labia, her fingers already parting them and sliding

deep into .

"No, I can't betray my Cheng!"

No matter how hard Hong tried to banish the lewd face of the manager, she couldn't shake

the image from her mind. Hong's head was filled with the manager's gaze, and she could almost feel herself

moaning beneath him. The force and speed of her movements increased. Finally, with a long groan

, Hong reached orgasm.

"How could I do this?"

Exhausted after her orgasm, Hong lay on the sofa, her hands still between her legs,

soaked with her own juices and sweat. The towel fell to the floor, but Hong didn't bother to pick it up. She lay there naked,

her long, disheveled hair cascading over the sofa, her face a picture of satisfaction.

But… this satisfaction was followed by endless regret.

“How did I become like this? How could I get aroused and orgasm from being lewdly voyeurized?

Do all women have a desire to be raped and lewd?”

Hong fell into deep thought…

(II)

“In the water, in the fire, my love…”

Hong didn’t know when it started, but she fell in love with A-Du’s love songs. Every time she heard them, she could

find .

“Four words, persevere to the end…”

Listening to A-Du’s heartfelt performance, Hong couldn’t help but burst into tears.

“Cheng, didn’t we promise to be together for life? Why can’t we persevere to the end?”

It was almost noon, but Hong was still unwilling to wake up from her memories. She lay on the bed, listening to A-Du’s “

Persevere to the End,” still thinking about her only man—Cheng.

“What’s going on? How could it be him?”

For some reason, Cheng used to accompany her in her memories and dreams every day, but ever since she

masturbated to orgasm thinking about the manager yesterday, she couldn’t get rid of

that .

"Am I really that desperate for and in need of men? How can I

not resist ?"

Hong kept asking herself. Over the years, Hong had become accustomed to being stalked by men, and had been harassed on public buses more

than once . Although she occasionally felt impulsive, she shouldn't have such an obvious and urgent need.

"Is it really spring? Even the cats and dogs are in heat?"

Hong wondered to herself. Her

phone alarm went off. "Oh no, it's almost time! I have an exam this afternoon!"

The thought of taking the exam under that manager's lecherous gaze sent a surge of heat through Hong's lower body.

She quickly got out of bed and started getting ready.

Hong applied light makeup and picked out a suit, about to put it on, when she suddenly remembered the manager's greedy eyes on her

breasts . She changed her mind. She rummaged through her closet and found the tightest, most form-fitting top

that perfectly exposed her breasts. She paired it with a short skirt, her thighs barely 10 centimeters

long, making her look voluptuous and fair—very alluring.

She twirled in front of the mirror twice, sticking out her tongue. She'd never imagined she could be so revealing and sexy. She'd only worn

this outfit once with her husband, and she remembered the

strange looks her husband's colleagues gave her. She was so scared she never dared to wear it again.

As she changed her clothes and went out, she glanced at the various leather shoes Cheng had given her on the shoe cabinet, and her eyes welled up

with tears again. Cheng had always said that her feet were the sexiest, so he had bought her many shoes of all kinds

.

After looking at them for a moment, she chose a pair of slightly high-heeled lace-up shoes. The 6-centimeter heel made her calves

appear straight and strong, perfectly proportioned. Her round buttocks were accentuated, showcasing the charm of a mature woman.

Feeling truly flawless, Hong walked out with a satisfied puff of chest.

The afternoon on Sanhao Street was exceptionally busy, with people and cars constantly flowing by. Hong weaved through the crowd and entered the City University

Technology Building, head held high, facing the men staring intently at her ample breasts and shapely buttocks, and arrived at room 1369.

"Hello, I'm Hong. I'm here for the second round of written tests,"

she greeted the secretary politely. The secretary looked up at the woman who had visited three days prior, her eyes

clearly showing surprise, perhaps unable to believe that in just three days, this woman had become so sexy and

charming.

"Sit down, come into the office in five minutes."

Pointing to the sofa opposite, 　　the secretary said to Hong, unable to resist glancing at her a few more times, a

hint of ambiguity hidden beneath her stunning gaze.

"Go in." Hearing the secretary's reminder, Hong stood up, smoothing her skirt from her waist to her thighs, straightening the wrinkles from sitting on the sofa until she felt no trace of underwear was visible from behind. Satisfied, Hong walked into the manager's office. 　　Meeting the manager's even more ardent and greedy gaze, Hong quickly finished the test paper and handed it to his desk. 　　"Can I leave now?" 　　Just as she was about to leave, the manager said, "Sit down, wait a moment." 　　For some reason, hearing that husky voice, Hong felt a strange excitement, her face flushing , making her even more beautiful and alluring. The manager stared, dumbfounded, at Hong, speechless for a long time. 　　"Manager, is there something you need?" 　　Seeing the manager staring intently at her, Hong couldn't help but ask tentatively. 　　"Ah, it's nothing." 　　The manager finally recovered and quickly picked up his teacup to take a sip of water, but Hong clearly saw his Adam's apple bob a few times. 　　"Then I'll go out?" 　　Hong looked at the manager and backed away, intending to leave. 　　"Well, then you can go back first, wait for my call later." 　　When the manager said "wait for my call," he emphasized the word "I," as if there was another meaning behind it. The perceptive Hong understood the unspoken implication, lowered her head, closed the door, and left. 　　"Looks like getting this job isn't easy." 　　Hong left City University, didn't even take a car, and strolled along the crowded Sanhao Street. 　　"Actually, this manager isn't bad-looking, he's quite handsome, but his eyes are a bit lecherous. Besides, he's probably not even as old as me." "What's wrong with me? Why do I keep thinking about him? What does his age have to do with me? What does 　　his handsomeness have to do with me ? 　　" "Could it be that I'm really at the point where I desperately need a man? Could it be that I've fallen for him?" 　　"Impossible, right? We've only met twice. Besides, he's so young and successful, he must have a lot of girls who like him. He wouldn't like a middle-aged woman like me, would he?" 　　... 　　Walking along, her mind wandered, and finally, Hong arrived at the exhibition hall and bought a few slightly sexy clothes . Unexpectedly, Hong inexplicably bought several sexy lingerie pieces, including black thongs and stockings. 　　"If I wore these and stood in front of the manager, he would definitely like them." 　　For some reason, while trying on the lingerie, Hong's mind was filled with the manager's lecherous smile, and she even felt aroused, even... she even got wet! 　　She quickly changed her clothes when the sales assistant wasn't looking, paid, and ran home. 　　"I am a Scorpio, I am a butterfly, living in a world where the scenery changes every day..." 　　A-Du's song played in her ears as Hong kept changing the various lingerie she had bought, looking at her voluptuous body . Her breasts were still so firm and prominent, showing no signs of sagging with age, but rather becoming even fuller and rounder. Hong couldn't help but place her hands on her chest and caress her breasts, a soft moan escaping her throat as her fingers brushed against her nipples. 　　Her thighs, encased in black stockings, were straight and strong; years of running had kept Hong's legs in excellent shape, very beautiful. Remembering Cheng always praising her long legs, she couldn't help but squeeze her legs together, almost leaking fluid . 　　Turning her back to the mirror, she looked at her beautiful back curve, her snow-white buttocks full and symmetrical, the two mounds clearly divided into two sections by a narrow black thong, emitting a dazzling sheen. Hong playfully bent over, sticking out her buttocks, a tuft of anal hair peeking out from beside the thin strap of her thong, truly alluring. 　　... 　　Hong, lost in her own thoughts, masturbated to orgasm again, then dragged her exhausted body to the sofa , but her mind kept replaying, "How did I become so lewd? I can even orgasm just thinking about a strange man?" 　　...

Just as Hong lay exhausted on the bed, filled with regret, the manager was sweating profusely in the office,

working hard...

"Oh! Ah! So good! Fuck me to death!"

The extremely seductive moans of a woman, the heavy breathing of a man, the manager's sweat on the desk, the secretary

's vaginal fluids flowing all over the desk, the man's disheveled suit, tie, trousers, and shoes scattered all over the floor, the woman's

dress and bra pulled up on the office chair, the beautiful secretary naked from the waist up, her panties half pulled down and hanging at her knees

, her legs wide open as the man hoisted her onto his shoulders and thrust wildly.

"Mmm, harder! Ah, more force!!"

The secretary gripped the manager's shoulders tightly with both hands, her legs desperately clamping around his thick penis, her waist and abdomen

thrusting up and down forcefully, her mouth constantly shouting loudly. The manager pressed one hand against the woman's chest, kneading her full

breasts . Her beautiful breasts were already deformed from his large hands, with faint red handprints visible. His other hand supported

her round buttocks from below, vigorously thrusting into the beautiful secretary.

"Xiao Li, your... you're getting tighter and tighter, it feels so good!"

The beautiful secretary's hair flew wildly, her breasts trembled, her buttocks twisted from side to side, flaunting her charm, answering the manager's thrusts with

loud moans.

...

Finally, after a series of violent thrusts, the manager shuddered and ejaculated a thick stream of semen, a hot stream spraying onto

the secretary's snow-white abdomen, before collapsing wearily onto her soft, full breasts.

"I absolutely cannot let that vixen steal my man today!"

A barely perceptible shadow crossed the secretary's eyes. The sensitive secretary had noticed today that the manager's

gaze was so passionate, almost as intense as when they first slept together. So, this

beautiful and cunning secretary decided to use her youthful body to keep this cash cow, because it was said that the young

and promising manager was a likely candidate for the group's mainland executive position, and she was unwilling to easily let go of this

gold mine she had traded her youth and body for.

"Are you tired? Want me to give you a massage?"

After each passionate encounter, the secretary would ask the manager this question, but the manager, now slumped

on in thought about the stunning woman he had seen during the day, even forgetting to light the cigarette that was dangling from his lips.

"That woman is wonderful, very alluring," the manager thought. "Over the years, I

've had casual flings with at least eighty or a hundred women, but none have ever given me such a powerful impact."

"That mature femininity, that voluptuous body—isn't that exactly what I've always dreamed of?"

So the manager made a decision: no matter how hard it was, he had to win her over! Not just to

sleep , but to become a lifelong companion.

“But…she’s not young, is she? What if she gets married? What if she has children?”

The manager closed his eyes, shaking his head in pain, which confused his secretary, Xiaoli, who was sitting naked on her desk

.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” Xiaoli

touched the manager’s head with concern. He wasn’t hot, and didn’t seem to have a fever.

“It’s nothing. You can go back now. I have something to do.”

After sending the secretary away, the manager closed the door and threw himself into his large executive chair, lost in thought…

But he didn’t know that at the same time, Hong was at home, having just experienced an orgasm from masturbation, wondering

what kind of person he really was. …

(III)

“Starting work on Monday, three-month probation, base salary of 800, performance bonus of 18% of after-tax profit.”

After hanging up the phone, Hong breathed a sigh of relief, “Finally, I got the job.”

Excited about finding a job with relatively good pay, Hong was as happy as a young girl. She even

started dancing lightly in her room. Her loose, baggy home dress swirled up, revealing her shapely and muscular thighs.

A cool sensation on her buttocks reminded Hong.

"So that means I'll be working under him starting Monday? Facing his burning

gaze ?"

Thinking of the young manager's lecherous look, Hong felt a surge of heat. Her slightly parted lower body felt

the tightness of her panties and the cool breeze brushing against her skin.

These past few days, Hong had been browsing adult forums online, reading many stories of married women. She learned that it

wasn't just her; many women had desires for sex with strange men, even a yearning to be raped. She no

longer felt the heavy psychological burden of believing herself to be a promiscuous woman.

"Heh, anyway, he doesn't know I fantasize about him. Let him continue to stare at

me nakedly."

She comforted herself, feeling much more at ease. Especially thinking about working under the naked gaze of a young

man , another wave of heat surged in her lower abdomen. She quickly ran to the bathroom for a shower, then

went out to buy some seasonal clothes to prepare for work.

Hong bought several clothes at a few specialty stores on Zhongjie Street. On her way out, she drank a Coke at McDonald's. Watching the loving couples

around her , Hong couldn't help but think of how Cheng used to like to eat fast food with her

. A pang of sadness hit her, and her eyes welled up with tears. She quickly wiped her face with a handkerchief when no one was looking, picked up her bags of clothes, and left

McDonald's, ready to take the bus home.

When she reached the Xinhua Zhongjie Bookstore opposite the 207 bus stop, Hong suddenly wanted to buy a few books. She left her

bags downstairs and went upstairs alone.

Since getting a computer at home, Hong rarely went to bookstores anymore. She found e-books online for everything she wanted to read

, which she found very convenient, except for the added

expense of buying eye drops.

The bookstore's second floor was overflowing with books, almost overwhelming Hong. She wandered around for a while, picked out

a few currently popular novels, went downstairs to pay, and just as she stepped out, a 207 bus arrived.

She rushed aboard, but couldn't find a seat, so she had to stand in a slightly less crowded corner.

The 207 was a double-decker bus, fast and swaying. Hong, carrying bags of clothes in one hand and

gripping the handrail with the other, swayed from side to side with the bus's movement. Her hair was disheveled, and her breasts, accentuated by her grip on the overhead

railing, appeared particularly full and high, attracting the attention of many passengers. Hong was used to men openly ogling her.

Despite the aggressive gaze, Hong didn't blush; instead, she straightened her back and

raised her , and she smiled proudly.

"Damn it, I drank too much cola, I need to pee."

Hong suddenly felt a jolt in her lower abdomen; she already had the urge to defecate, and the swaying of the double-decker bus was unbearable

. Her face flushed red, tears welled up, making her look even more alluring. The man sitting opposite her

stared intently at her, a noticeable bulge in his crotch.

"What am I going to do? There's no public restroom nearby."

Hong was so uncomfortable she was almost bent over, her voluptuous body

swaying back and forth as she gripped the roof railing with one hand. Her two soft, large breasts swayed incessantly, her hand clutching her pocket against

her lower abdomen , painfully enduring the overwhelming urge to urinate.

Finally, the bus stopped at Tiexi Square station, and Hong quickly jumped off, running towards the nearest public restroom.

"Phew!"

Hong let out a long breath, her pockets full of clothes still unloaded. Holding a large package in one hand and

unzipping , she squatted down. A golden jet of water gushed out from her snow-white buttocks,

splashing everywhere.

"Ah~ that feels so good."

Hong comfortably rubbed her lower abdomen, completely expelling the water from her stomach. Just as she was about to get up and pull up her pants, a dark figure

stood in front of her. Hong screamed and froze, dumbfounded!

At this moment, Hong was holding a large package in one hand and pulling up her pants with the other. Her underwear was half-pulled down to her knees, and a few glistening droplets of water glistened on her thick, black pubic hair deep within her

snow-white thighs. Hong stared wide-eyed at

the tall, dark figure opposite her…

"A man???"

"How is this possible?…?…"

Hong was completely dumbfounded, her mind a complete mess. She couldn't understand how a man could have come in, but she

never imagined that in her haste, she had rushed into the men's restroom and made such a fool of herself.

"I hope... I hope this guy is alright..."

Hong prayed silently, peeking at the man opposite her through her drooping bangs,

slowly pulling up her pants. But then, something utterly astonishing happened...

The man quickly unzipped his pants, pulled out a dark, gooey object, and began shaking it in front of Hong's face

.

Hong was dumbfounded, not daring to breathe. She stopped pulling her pants up halfway, leaving

them hanging loosely at the base of her thighs, her thick pubic hair exposed to the air. The public restroom reeked of a foul stench,

but Hong's eyes remained fixed on the man stroking his ugly penis, too afraid to move.

The man quickly noticed Hong's timidity and boldly swung his penis from side to side.

The ugly glans emitted a pungent, fishy smell, and the limp penis slowly rose, hardening and thickening

.

Hong stared in astonishment at the man's lewd actions. She hadn't seen a man's virility for months.

Although this man was vulgar, his penis was indeed impressive—thick and long, about 17 centimeters. The glans

grinned , displaying its virility to her.

The man rubbed his scrotum with one hand, rotating the scrotum inside, while his other hand gripped his thick, dark penis, stroking it

back and forth . A drop of fluid had already seeped from the glans. Hong watched his movements without moving...

Soon, the man reached orgasm in a series of rapid thrusts, his semen shooting out like an arrow onto

Hong's lower abdomen and thighs, sticking to her skin. Hong didn't dare wipe it off until the man, satisfied, pulled up

his pants , lit a cigarette, and swayed as he left. Hong quickly pulled up her pants, not bothering to wipe the sticky

fluid from her thighs, and ran home.

Passersby on the street saw Hong following the man out of the public restroom, looking at her disheveled clothes and flushed

face with ambiguous expressions, seemingly understanding something, and leering. This made Hong feel even more ashamed...

Back home, Hong threw her soiled pants into the washing machine, then stripped naked and soaked in the bathtub,

scrubbing her body desperately, trying to wash away the filth. But the humiliation she felt was

something no amount of soap or hot water could wash away...

"Perhaps, I should be braver from now on."

Looking at her tear-streaked face in the mirror, Hong made a silent resolution, determined to become a brave and strong

woman !

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