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I remember the day I graduated from the Ecole Hoteliere De Lausanne like it was yesterday. I felt so proud to be a part of such an esteemed institution, and I knew that my future in the culinary world was bright. I had worked hard for those three years, perfecting my craft and learning all there is to know about cooking, presentation, and service.
But as I looked out at the crowd gathered in the dining room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. My lab coat was still wrapped tightly around my waist, and I felt a shiver run down my spine as I thought about what lay ahead. I had always been drawn to the submissive side of things, enjoying the feeling of being under someone else's control.
As I set the table for the evening meal, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. The room was filled with people chatting and laughing, but my mind was elsewhere, thinking about what role I would play in this evening's events. Would I be the one serving, or the one being served? Only time would tell.
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