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The door opened suddenly on Tina, her friend who, seeing her naked, did not even hesitate to look at her. However, when Rose cleared her throat, she stopped her contemplation and retorted harshly:

- You're going to stand there looking at yourself or you're going to come and start your shift.

- I'm coming, Tina. Five minutes and I'm ready.

She didn't even take the time to answer and left the room. Rose sighed to herself. She suspected Tiana of being heterosexual. Anyway, it was none of her business and she didn't have time to think about it. She grabbed her uniform and put it on. She hated this piece of fabric. Not only had Tina forbidden them to wear bras, but the skirt barely reached mid-thigh and she was forbidden to wear mini shorts.

As for the bra, it didn't bother her too much because her nipples weren't hard like the other girls here. She could walk around without fear or embarrassment. As for the other girls, they loved to walk like this and they also took advantage of the fact that they could make money by letting their nipples be sucked by the customers. For the height of the skirt, she could always draw under the fine fabric to reassure herself but the lights of night protected her from the indiscreet eyes. She tied her hair in a ponytail and went out of the vestieres...

- Eyyy? My beautiful... Whistled a man already drunk at the entrance of the latter.

Rose pretended not to hear him. Anyway, she was used to this kind of situation. She took her apron from behind the counter and began her service. As usual, she was assigned to tables 10-25... Here we go...!

She served beers, wines, spirits and cocktails and within an hour her apron was full of bills. The bar was packed. She was hungry and her foot was killing her. She already knew that she was going to get a lot of bruises, already that she would have to walk through dozens of drunk men who were lying on the floor. And that was not all... The place stank of alcohol, drugs and sex. It was suffocatingly hot and... scorching.

Women were dancing and walking around naked while men were emptying their pockets... Some just kissed each other full on the lips while others made love... no, fucked on the chairs, the couches and even in the hallways. It was pure bestiality. Even though she saw this scene every weekend, she still felt uncomfortable in her thong. At first, she preferred to retreat to a quiet place so she wouldn't succumb to temptation. However, she wanted to know what it felt like to have sex, to fuck like crazy, to get plastered, to get high but... not like this! She had never known a man in her life and she had just turned 24, 3 months ago...

It was incredible...!

She wanted to let loose but she didn't want to have to do it on a cheap couch in a fancy bar-brothel. She went to the bathroom and it was the same scene as in the bar, threesomes and foursomes in every compartment. She only had an hour left before her shift was over and it would be the longest hour of her life. She had to urinate but she would have to wait. When the clock on the bar's big clock showed one o'clock, she left her shift and went back to the dressing room.

She had to push a naked couple out the door to get in. There she found Sandy, another waitress, a blonde with silicon breasts. Sandy, who was holding her thong, threw it in her direction and Rose barely avoided it. Rose said nothing and looked for her clothes while Sandy did not leave her eyes...

Sandy was the kind of employee who thought she was the queen. She was requested by all the customers and favored by the boss.

- So, you're leaving when there's a hundred men out there to satisfy?

- It's the end of my shift and I'm tired. She answered...

Rose huffed in exasperation. She was taking her time because she wanted Sandy to leave so that she could undress, but Sandy didn't seem to want to leave. Reluctantly, the young woman undressed. She heard Sandy's admiring whistle. She put her clothes back on with lightning speed and then turned back to the young woman. Sandy was topless with her little short skirt, without her thong.

- You have a nice little ass...! It's a pity that you make your holy-Nitouche. You and me, we would make a perfect duo and we would be rich in less than a month!

Rose didn't answer anything and continued to put her things away. She felt disgusted. She took her tips and put them in her bag.

- Ciao! While waiting for you to accept my proposal, I'm going to make some money with my kitty.

Then she left the room to Rose's delight. She fixed her locker and when she was done, she grabbed her little knife and left the room. When she arrived in the main room of the brothel, she saw Sandy doing the show. Everyone was watching her and some of the men were even masturbating. They were not allowed to touch her, just to watch. They were screaming like wild animals and soon they would be talking money to see who would spend the night with her. She left the bar, even more disgusted by so many things...

The streets were silent and scary. Rose walked quickly towards her home. She was on the lookout for any attack. She felt followed and accelerated her pace with her heart beating in her ears with her little knife in hand ready to hurt anyone who dared to bother her. When she reached her alley, she relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief. Once home, she did her evening routine and went straight to bed...

She hadn't seen Tamie at the bar tonight and hoped to see him the next night. If not, she was going to go home... She was her only hope of finding that money... That evening, between the sheets, she touches herself while dreaming that a nice man will introduce her to the main lines of carnal pleasure, fucking, sex while covering her with love...