Lila's POV
I couldn’t sleep that night. The words I had overheard kept spinning in my head like a bad dream. A bet. They had made a bet about me — about who could make me moan the loudest. Free beer for a month. The thought made my stomach twist, but it also made something else twist lower in my belly. Even now, remembering how they talked about my body — how wet I got, how I moaned — made me feel hot and ashamed at the same time.
The next night, I went to work with a heavy heart. I told myself I would confront them. I had to. I couldn’t keep letting them touch me if this was all just a game. My hands shook a little as I changed into my tight black uniform. The fabric hugged my round belly and thick thighs, and I felt even more exposed than usual.
I finished my usual tasks as quickly as
