"Listen buddy," you snap, "I think you've had your fun. Now if you don't let me passed to get to my chores, Mr Barelle will be very unhappy."

The guard noticeably pales at the mention of Barelle's name, "Ahh..ok then you better get going then."

"I'm so glad you agree," you say, walking quickly passed him. As you step through the door into the next room the lecherous guard reaches out and pinches you shapely ass.

Oh well, at least you're in now.

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