A Taste That I Know

Summary

Cheon Woo-jeong was looking for a high-paying short-term part-time job. While working as a cruise staff member, he encountered a passenger... “Do you do interpreting?” “English and... a little Filipino.” “Are you willing to use your mouth for me and take my money, Mr. Cheon Woo-jeong?” The man made the offer. I needed money, and he needed my mouth. So all the blame lay with me for taking his words at face value. “Stop talking and open your mouth.” “…Huh?” “This is fun. Did you think I was going to do something amazing?” “I think there’s a misunderstanding. You clearly said it was for translation…” “When did I say that?” “You did…” “This is no fun, Mr. Cheon Woo-jeong. You should be crawling on all fours begging for affection.”