John starts...
Taking control of the night
The women and their leering eyes didn't go unnoticed by John. He knew Brandi had something up her sleeve, but he decided to play along for now, using it to his advantage. As he served drinks and snacks, his charisma shone through, making each guest feel special. His bare torso glistened with a light sheen of sweat, his muscles rippling with every movement.
He walks to a hot woman in her thirties as he stare down Brandi. "I'm feeling pretty hot right now. Why don't you untie my apron?"
The brown hair beauty reach up and slowly untied the knot of his apron, her eyes never leaving his. He felt the fabric fall away, revealing his toned abs and their eyes leading down to his crotch. The room fell silent for a moment, all eyes on him, and then erupted into cheers and applause. Brandi's smile grew wider as she watched from her perch, sipping her drink and nodding approvingly.

"You want some American sausage." He said to the brown hair mother.
She looks around at her friends who are egging her on. John can feel the heat of the room, and it isn't just from the bodies. She grabbed the tray from him, setting it aside. "How about we find somewhere a little more private to sample that sausage?"
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