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Diploma in hand, I stood proudly beside my peers at the esteemed Ecole Hoteliere De Lausanne. We had all just completed our studies and were preparing to embark on our culinary journeys around the world. As we posed for photos with our chef's hats firmly planted atop our heads and lab coats crisp and clean, it was hard not to feel a sense of excitement and accomplishment.
Looking out at the crowd gathered in the dining room, I couldn't help but notice the beautiful young women scattered throughout the tables, their small, pert breasts barely contained within their revealing outfits. It was a sight that never grew old, and one that I had grown accustomed to during my time at the school. As I scanned the room, my eyes landed on a particularly stunning pair of wide hips and high heels, which only served to further heighten my arousal.
As we received our diplomas from the esteemed faculty members, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment wash over me. It was going to be an exciting few years ahead, filled with new experiences, culinary creations, and perhaps even a few lucky encounters in the hotel bedrooms above. But for now, let's just say that the view from up here was simply intoxicating.
