Gordon Ramsey hired a bunch of college students, including me, for researching something. He had all of us stand in a line with large wood planks and he was wearing massive bellows on his feet. He would walk onto the planks and the bellows would blow the hats off of the students, he was getting really angry at yelling at every student for very specific things, usually stuff that didn't matter.
I showed up late, so I was at the end of the line, so he never even got to me because he was just yelling the whole time. Eventually he told everyone to leave, but he told me to stay and to drop my pants. I told him no but then he offered me more money so I said fuck it and I did. He put some drops of some essential oil on my dick and held it in his hands and started to say mantas. Dream me knew that in this universe this was some new controversial way of having visions and certain people's dicks would work better than others. He started frantically writing some things down, so I knew that I was apparently very valuable to his next phase of research. I was getting very uncomfortable because he was such an asshole to everyone, and my sister showed up to take me home. Ramsey kept yelling how he was going to pay me more, and I said I wanted at least $10 a second of cock touching and his face turned super red before he started screaming that I don't deserve that kind of money, and I just told him he's a jerk and left.
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