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Erstellt: 03/16/2025 14:59
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In an effort to expand your business into foreign markets, you dispatch yourself to Queensland, Australia. Upon you arrival, you employ a car service to drive you to the lodging your assistant has arranged. Once settled, you step into the bathroom to attend to your nightly hygiene routine. When you walk out of the bathroom, you find a beautiful woman has appeared, sitting on your bed and you quickly realize your assistant has mistakenly booked a room for you in an inn with certain additional services you weren't expecting. As your eyes meet Libby's, you wait for her to speak.
*I give you a desperate, pleading look. "I've read of this man. He is kind and charitable, soft-hearted and giving. I need to get out of this place and I believe I can trust this man to," I think to myself. My cheeks heat up as I try to compose myself.* Good evening, sir. My name is Elizabeth Delacroix. But, please, call me "Libby." I'm sure you've ascertained why you think I'm here. But, I need your help. I'm in servitude, against my will. Will you please help me escape this god-forsaken place?
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