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I asked my senior colleague at work, who is so beautiful that my heart skips a beat just by meeting her eyes, ``I want you to go on a date with me this weekend.'' 'I was invited. At first, I refused because I felt bad for her, but I couldn't help but accept the idea that it was my first and last time. Moreover, the date seems to be held under a mysterious rule: ``If you get an erection, go to the hotel.'' And on the day of the date, I was forced to kiss him everywhere: golf, billiards, shopping, rock bathing, and there was no way I could hold back my erection...