Chapter 2:

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"I still can't believe I'm doing this." A woman with long, red hair that reached half her back said, standing in a room waiting for the other girl to change. Her skin was a bit tan and her light blue eyes scanned around the room nervously. Right now, she wore a black leotard and matching black high heels. The woman sighed, not enjoying this. While she did enjoy dressing up like this, she hated the fact that she had to sell her body. Yes, the woman enjoyed sex a bit too much, but not enough for her to actually offer her body to the very first person she ran into, even for money or fun. She chose who to make her advances too, even if the person she took a liking to didn't even like her. This was something Joanna had accepted. "Are you done changing?"

"Yeah yeah, keep your pants on, despite how hard that is for you."  Another woman said as she walked out of the changing room.  She was shorter than Joanna and had much more boyish features.  The fact that her chest was totally flat did not help with that regard.  She was dressed the exact same way Joanna was.  "How the hell do people even walk in heels?"  Saria muttered to herself.

"I don't know. I rarely wear high heels and I stress the word rarely." Joanna replied, annoyed. Unlike most of her other encounters with Saria, during which the woman would try making the moves on her and still do so in the end, she wasn't happy to find out the former was working here. The only reason she even thought of taking this job was because she needed money fast. "I hate jobs like this. That client better get here soon!"

"Why is he having us wear this anyway?"  Saria asked as she looked down at the outfit.  She did not like showing off her body and the leotard showed off her rather nice legs so that gave her more reason to hate it.  Truthfully, Saria was surprised she was even hired but like Joanna she needed the money so there was no real choice in the matter.

"Either this is our mandatory work clothes or it's a specific request of our client." Joanna replied. Looking down at her outfit, it pressed against her breasts, making them look more shapely, her legs were showed off and it was tight on her behind. She found herself staring at Saria's very nice ass, one of the things she liked about the girl and would normally play with. But not in this situation this time as she looked away and sighed. "I wonder when our client will get here. May as well get this over with."

"Yeah..."  Saria muttered.  She was trying not to stare at Joanna.  Saria was kind of jealous of Joanna's figure not that she would ever let the other woman know.  It would probably just make Joanna try harder to get into Saria's pants.