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>be me
>go to gordon ramsay's resturant when he's there
>sit down at table
>Gordon's make the rounds
>Gordon sees me
>exasperated.jpg
>approaches table
>leans in
> "look mate, I'd rather not do this tewnoight."
>crack a grin at him
>he sighs
>I tell him that he knows what I want
>been coming here regularly to do this
>he stands there unable to respond for a moment
>"th...the steak. yea. I fucking know."
>I nod with satisfaction, coyly leaning forward
>I ask him if he's forgetting anything
>he bites his lips
>tears welling up at his eyes
>he barely manages to stutter out his response
>"h-how do you w-w-want your steak
>I get up
>full erection
>lean into his ear
>he closes his eyes
>"please no you fucking idiot"
>visibly trembling and crying
>I open my lips to speak
>I tell him I want it "Raw"
>Gordon full blown crying now
>writes down order
>leaves crying
>look inside kitchen
>there he is, huddled up in the corner trying to get his chefs to make it
>returns with raw steak on plate
>take a bite
>tell him it's raw
>he chokes back a full on ugly cry and nods
>takes steak back
>gives me full refund
>begin to exit restaurant
>tell him I'll be back tomorrow
>five chefs have to restrain him from coming after me
So how was your monday, /bant/?
>go to gordon ramsay's resturant when he's there
>sit down at table
>Gordon's make the rounds
>Gordon sees me
>exasperated.jpg
>approaches table
>leans in
> "look mate, I'd rather not do this tewnoight."
>crack a grin at him
>he sighs
>I tell him that he knows what I want
>been coming here regularly to do this
>he stands there unable to respond for a moment
>"th...the steak. yea. I fucking know."
>I nod with satisfaction, coyly leaning forward
>I ask him if he's forgetting anything
>he bites his lips
>tears welling up at his eyes
>he barely manages to stutter out his response
>"h-how do you w-w-want your steak
>I get up
>full erection
>lean into his ear
>he closes his eyes
>"please no you fucking idiot"
>visibly trembling and crying
>I open my lips to speak
>I tell him I want it "Raw"
>Gordon full blown crying now
>writes down order
>leaves crying
>look inside kitchen
>there he is, huddled up in the corner trying to get his chefs to make it
>returns with raw steak on plate
>take a bite
>tell him it's raw
>he chokes back a full on ugly cry and nods
>takes steak back
>gives me full refund
>begin to exit restaurant
>tell him I'll be back tomorrow
>five chefs have to restrain him from coming after me
So how was your monday, /bant/?
