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The dress is a bit more demure than what I wore at Zal's tavern.[2085]
It's a halter-style dress that fastens behind the neck, leaving my arms
and much of my upper back bare. At least the neckline isn't too bad, and
the skirt is just about knee-length. The silky fabric is a midnight blue
color, almost black, that seems to shimmer when it catches the light a
certain way. It's a sleek, elegant design that fits with the upscale
image the owners are trying to project for this club, and would not be
out of style even in my own time period.
Unfortunatley, the dress is also very figure-hugging (though there's a slit up one side to allow freer movement while walking). Looking through the wardrobe, I see there's only one size larger than the one I'm already wearing. At just about two months, I'm not really showing yet, but it may only be a few weeks before even the larger size becomes too tight. Hopefully that will be enough time to gather the evidence I need. I pull on the shoes, strappy sandals with, thankfully, low heels. Stowing my own dress and shoes in one of the empty lockers, I go out to begin my shift. Marco shows me where the member list is, goes over the prices and mixing instructions for the various drinks, and shows me how to record on a member's tab what they've purchased. With this training, which takes about an hour, out of the way, I begin my first day of work.
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11/14/2006 1:31:06 AM
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