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Champagne Room

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It’s a bit of a long story so I’m just going to give you a brief overview of what happened.

One time, about 4 years ago I had gotten really into a relationship. It was my first time getting into anything more serious with someone and I was a new graduate studying in BC. We met up at an apartment complex and got to know each other a bit and got to talking about stuff. I was 18 and had a pretty normal boyfriend, a friend of a friend. I thought about asking him out on a few dates and had a few ideas. I decided that the best chance I had at getting in with some girls was to go out drinking with him and his friends. He was 20 and pretty laid back, had a nice girlfriend and had a great personality. I didn’t want to put myself into too much of a situation where I was about to end up having to take a girl home at the end of the night or risk getting him in trouble with my boyfriend. He invited me to a party in a little bit of a hotel with a good party going on there at the time and I was excited to go. So I got dressed up, put on my dress and brought a bottle of wine along, I had it in my hand and I walked in and sat down next to him as we started drinking. I was wearing a t-shirt and skirt and my bra and she was wearing a thong and panties. I got up and he walked me out to the elevator. He was dressed in all black and his hair was done up in a bobby pin that went all the way down. He got dressed up and walked us back to the hotel to the elevator. I was wearing a long dress that was tight in the back but loose enough for me to walk out of and I was wearing my heels, my long bra and socks. I got back to the elevator and I was dressed up as he walked me out to a room to meet our host for the night. The host was kind of nice and she was a bit older than me, so she was in her 60s but I didn’t think too much of it. We met her on the front porch, she came out of the house with her husband and children to meet my boyfriend who was 20-something. She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt but I noticed a few things about her.

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