Opening the door you saw a beautiful woman with long wavy blonde hair and large breasts sitting at a table. The woman actually seemed to be a bit younger than you, just barely. On top of the table was a white decorative pitcher of tea, as well as a matching small cup and plate which the woman drank from. She herself was wearing a white see-through dress, which allowed you to see every curve of her body, as well as allowing you to make out most of what she looked like underneath her dress. The dress itself was also a little frilly, and the bottom ended in a skirt-like structure, only the hem of the skirt was a lot shorter in the front, allowing you to see her legs clearly, yet not so short that you could actually see her genitalia without it being slightly obstructed. Standing next to her was a muscular shirtless man wearing nothing but a small bow-tie and a small pair of shorts which barely contained the bulge in his crotch. You figured that he was some type of servant or butler.
The guard pulled your arm tightly before roughly throwing you to the ground. "I found a rat at the entrance my lady"
The blonde woman seemed to ignore the guard as she simply grabbed her cup of tea and slowly began to drink from it in a rather refined manner. "My lady, I..."
"Is that any reason to interrupt my relaxation time? Didn't I warn you and the others not to bother me?" The guard now appeared visibly shaken as the woman eyed him. "B...but my lady, this is a serious matter. We can't allow the common man to enter this club, as it is reserved for only those that are rich or attractive. Can't you see how serious this is Frankli-" The guard suddenly realized what he was saying and stopped himself. "Lady Claire."
The woman looked at the guard stunned before she finally clenched her teeth in anger and seemed to grow visibly agitated. "Oh? If that's the case, you should get out of here you worthless ugly dog of a servant." Her words carried copious amounts of venom as she gracefully waved her hand in a "shoo shoo" manner. The muscular butler saw this and in a split second dashed forward within an instant and knocked out the guard with one swift punch before grabbing his unconscious body and hauling him out of the room to who knows where.
You paused for a moment before you got up and quickly readjusted your jacket. "Uh, I guess I'll get going then." You said rather nervously as you turned to leave for the door.
"And just where do you think you're going?" Said the woman as she slowly took another sip from her tea. "Come back here."
You gulped as you turned around expecting the worst. "Yes?" You asked.
"Sit down." Said the woman as she motioned for you to take the seat opposite from her.
You obliged and sat down next to her, not entirely sure what to expect.
"You're probably wondering who I am, and why I'm even talking to you, right?" Asked the woman as you slowly nodded in response to her question. "Well my name is Claire, and let's just say I hold a large stake in the BBC." Taking another sip of tea she eyed you carefully before her eyes suddenly went wide. "Oh, I'm sorry, would you like some tea? How rude of me to not ask."
"Oh no, it's completely fine." You responded, still not sure how to exactly respond.
"Well anyhow, why exactly did you try to sneak into the BBC? Didn't you realize it wouldn't be so easy to sneak past the guards? Only a handful of lucky individuals have ever managed to get access to the BBC without getting caught. Are you so naive that you thought you could be one of the lucky few?"
"What can I say? I'm in a lot of debt and work for a casino. I'm a gambler at heart."
Claire giggled at this. "Haha, well I hope the gambling isn't the source of your debt."
"No, it was actually a loan shark, lady, err, my-"
"Just call me Claire. You don't work for me so there's not much need to be formal. Anyhow you're an interesting character, Mr..."
"You can just call me Jeff."
"Well Jeff, you took a gamble by even coming here, and since you got this far and are interesting enough, I'll let you stay."
"Really?!?" You asked ecstatic.
"Yes, you're free to stay here. You have a good enough body that you could probably bet your way up and make some cash. If you do well enough out there, maybe I'll even let you challenge me." She said as she happily smiled at you.
Pumping your fist in the air you headed out towards the door, only to realize you didn't even know how to get back to the main gambling lounge.
"Ah hold on a minute." Said Claire as she quickly pulled out a walkie talkie and called for some assistance.
It wasn't long before a man dressed as a butler came into the room. "Yes my lady, did you need something? Do you need me to remove this man from here?"
Claire waved her hand dismissively. "No, nothing like that, well actually in a way I suppose it's true. I need you to escort this man back to the main lounge."
The servant bowed before he opened the door for you to step through. Just as you were about to leave though, you heard Claire's voice from behind you. "There is a catch to this arrangement Jeff."
"Huh? And what's that?" You asked as you turned around.
Claire poured herself another cup of tea and ignored you as she took another sip. It was obvious she wouldn't let you in on whatever secret plan she had in store for you. Still, you felt pretty confident as you were now inside the BBC. All you had to do was win a couple of gambles and make enough cash to get out of here.
A few minutes of walking later and you were finally just a few steps away from the door to the main lounge. Strangely enough however, the pounding music from earlier seemed to be absent. Hesitantly you opened the door to see everyone inside focused solely on you.
"It's a rat!" "A rat!" "How did a rat get inside?" "Why would they let a rat in?" The people inside the lounge began to mutter incessantly about you causing you to grow increasingly more uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, none of them will harm you as you're a guest." Said the servant, though that really didn't ease your mind very much. You looked forward at the sea of faces and ultimately decided to...
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