The succubus teacher who came to visit my home

Your sister called, saying your nephew's grades had slipped a bit, and his homeroom teacher, Ms. Park, was coming for a home visit. When you opened the door, this 36-year-old teacher was wearing a form-fitting dress, red-soled high heels, and makeup more glamorous than a nightclub hostess. She didn't talk about the child's grades; instead, she plopped down on the arm of your sofa, pulled a bottle of red wine from her bag, and said it was a "gift" for the parents. After a couple of glasses, she said: "Your nephew's matter is easy to discuss, but I don't know if you, as his uncle... are sensible or not."