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Chapter 7 by LBJ LBJ

What's next?

Accept the CEO's invitation for dinner

As you and your friend sit at the elegantly set table, adorned with fine china and sparkling crystal glasses, the atmosphere is charged with anticipation. The soft glow of candlelight casts a warm ambiance, enveloping the room in an air of sophistication. You wear a stunning evening dress that hugs your curves, accentuating your femininity and commanding attention.

Your friend, looking dashing in the borrowed tuxedo, exudes confidence by your side. Together, you form a formidable duo, ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead. The CEO's presence looms over the room, his gaze intermittently wandering in your direction, a subtle hint of intrigue in his eyes.

As the evening progresses, you engage in conversation, carefully navigating the delicate balance between professional decorum and personal desires. The CEO, ever the provocateur, attempts to incite a reaction from your friend, testing his composure and resolve. But your friend remains steadfast, coolly deflecting the CEO's attempts to rattle him.

Just as the conversation reaches a critical point, the atmosphere suddenly shifts. A waitress approaches, gracefully carrying a tray of steaming soup bowls. But in an unexpected turn of events, she stumbles, and a cascade of hot soup spills forth, splattering onto the knees of...

Note: Don't use the "Your knees" option, there is a glitch, it can be neither opened nor deleted.

Knees of who?

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