HAILEY
As usual, tonight I went to work to the bar. From the start, I was not too comfortable with my makeup when I worked here. It's just, I have no choice but to dress up like this. Sometimes, I'm even uncomfortable letting the men see my breasts that rise, because the uniform I'm wearing is a bit open on my chest.
“You are beautiful as always, Hailey!” said my bartender friend.
I just smiled at him, no one knows in this place, that I was called a freaking nerd on campus. They only judge me sexy woman from the way I dress. In fact, my boss asked me to do this.
In the first minute, I did my job as usual as a waitress, until when I delivered drinks to the far end table in the left corner. The man touched the back of my hand. My chest throbs because of it.
"Good grief!" I said.
Someti
