Nothing A Few Drinks Can't Fix (II)

By ten o' clock that night 'La Vie En Rose' was packed. All the booths were filled with groups partying, and every stool at the bar was occupied. Even the dance floor was filled with drunk people twisting and grinding to the fast, booming beat that echoed through the place and reverberated through the walls.

From all the bodies in the small joint, the atmosphere was incredibly hot and sticky, making Chang very glad for the change of clothes she received.

She wore a black sequined spaghetti strap crop top, paired with a pair of tight black shorts. A very tight pair of shorts, so much so that Chang had to resist the urge to pull on the fabric that clung to her like a second skin every second.

Justin had borrowed the shorts from the only other girl that worked there, a petite little blonde with big green eyes. When the girl had heard that there would be another girl working with her, the girl had become super excited to meet her. The spare clothes had come from her locker. While Chang had been cleaning herself up in the bathroom the girl had grabbed them and brought them for her.

Immediately upon entering the bathroom the girl was astonished by the tall, curvy asian beauty in front of her tying her wet hair into a ponytail in front of the mirror. Gasping in exclamation as she did when she entered, Chang had jumped what felt like almost six feet in the air.

"Wow, so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, just like, oh my god, you are stunning! Hi, I'm Brandy Johnson, I've been working here for a few months as the only girl. Like, I really hope you join, its been such a drag with just guys. I mean they're nice but, it would be so nice to have a girl, you know what I mean? I hope we can be friends!"

After finishing speeding through her introduction, only half of which Chang heard, the smaller woman gave a beaming smile to Chang. Chang was startled for a moment by the petite young blond who burst in. The girl emitted all smiles and friendliness and Chang could not help but finding herself reciprocating a little.

Quickly tying up her hair and feeling her hands, Chang smiled back and introduced her self as Chang Dumont, extending a hand to shake as she did so. Brandy exuberant took it pumping her arm hard in enthusiasm.

Akwardly retrieving her hand back, Chang noticed the pieces of black fabric in Brandy's hands, she pointed and asked about them.

"Oh, yeah! Here you go, I don't know if they'll fit, but they'll definitely be better than what you got on!." As she spoke, Brandy immediately put the clothes on the sink counter.

Chang did not stand on ceremony and immediately started unbuttoning her white long sleeved blouse, that was ruined from the grease and sauce stains. As she pulled off her shirt Chang noticed Brandy was staring at her chest, rather blatantly so enough so that she felt uncomfortable. Clearing her throat Chang crossed an arm in front of herself.

Brandy immediately shook her head and looked away in embarrassment a deep blush rising on her fair cheeks. "Sorry I was just a little surprised, they're just like really nice and huge. Like dam, I wish I had half of what you have, uh, well, imma let you change in peace.. Nice to meet you!"

Tripping over her words, Brandy scratched her other hand absent-mindedly as she tried to look elsewhere. Pausing Brandy waved as she left the bathroom, retreating backwards under Chang's gaze. . Chang stood there for another awkward moment before continuing to dress.

As she slipped on the tank top Chang noticed it stopped just a few inches below her chest. She tried to pull it down further but it wouldn't go without threatening to have her spill out over the top. After warring the the scrap of cloth for a minute, Chang sighed and let it be.

Maybe the bottom would have more covering, she thought hopefully to herself. she was sorely disappointed though.

She took off her black slacks and started pulling up the shorts, finding that at around mid-thigh it became difficult struggle. After much fighting and a deep breath released, Chang eventually was able to squeeze them up and button the high waisted black shorts.

Looking up in the mirror at her reflection, Chang gasped at what she saw. The sparkling black top and shorts drew attention to her curves and accentuated them. Especially the scoop of the top which peeped just a bit of cleavage and the shorts which tightened at her waist and clung through her hips and thighs.

Her ponytail seemed to only add to the allure, showing off the curve of her neck and collarbones. Her eyes were large and mysterious with the makeup, and her cherry red lipstick had managed to survive everything.

Chang kind of liked it, it was so different from her usual look. So different it felt kind of.. powerful.

Looking at herself in the mirror she nodded to herself, she had this!

- - - -

The first few hours working flew by before she had even noticed, and while Justin had been right that there was a kitchen, and food was indeed served there. Chang actually found herself going back and forth to the bar area more than the kitchen.

She was all winks, smiles, and sass through out the night. Most of the patrons were very good natured drunks and would jokingly make advances on the pretty new waitress, while their buddies would laugh when she turned them down.

At first she was very shy the first time she received a proposal at a table from a very drunk man, but had loosened up as the evening wore on.

A couple of times though a hand had reached out and tried to feel her up. Like magic though, Justin would appear to take over the table as if he could sense her discomfort. By 11:30 Chang was absolutely exhausted and her face hurt from all the smiling, but there were still a few more hours left to go through though.

After she cleaned up a booth from a group had just left she slipped into the bathroom to pat cold water on her cheeks. As she came out Justin was there waiting and immediately snatched her arm, pulling her away.

"C'mon let's go while we can!"