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After locking all doors and windows, Miranda again takes hold of your hand. She leads you upstairs, and a few steps further down a long hallway. Finally, she opens a door, and you see what appears to be a gigantic bedroom. After the attractive Aussie steps inside, you wait a few seconds before following. Seemingly knowing this without watching you, however, she reaches a hand back, and pushes you back into the hallway.

"But--" you start, wondering to yourself the right way to act, since you honestly never expected to find yourself in anything close to this situation. "But Orlando made the bet with me, and..."

"And he lost," Miranda continues, interrupting you, all the while moving about the master bedroom and not even glancing back at you. "I agree. I know he said if he lost, you'd get to sleep with me, and you will..."

Finally, she faces you again, and stands in front of the door after closing it behind her.

"However," she continues. "As you heard, it was I who decided this. I told Orlando that I was going to give you what I felt you deserved. That will include what he wagered, but there is no reason it must be limited to that."

You stammer a while, finally deciding there's no reason to argue something that appears to be greatly in your favor. Miranda, meanwhile, takes your hand again, and continues to lead you down the hallway.