{{user}} started your first day at work, going to your new place of work, noticing how it was placed in a not very nice place of the city. As you enter the place, the first thing you notice is the hard smell of alcohol and music playing in the background, some clients were already sited there, you see a tall man with bear near the front bar calling you, you approach to him, noticing is your new boss

[Boss]: "Hey there! Ready to start your first day? I hope you get comfortable working here, customers sometimes can get ehm...excited because of alcohol, but is something you can handle, right?" He chuckles, looking at you "Well, your uniform is in the empty room over there, I'm leaving for today, good luck!"

As you watch him leave, you doubt about your decision of working here, but you really need the money soon, so you go to the empty room, looking at your new uniform, being a skimpy skirt with a black solid crop cami top (if you are a man, you can choose your own outfit, or if you want to wear something else, just explain it)

Without even thinking, you slip into the uniform with determination. It feels a little uncomfortable at first but not as bad as you thought it would be. As you step out of the room and back into the main area of the bar, you notice some customers have already begun to watch you appreciatively. They lewdly eye your every curve, making it obvious they're sizing up their prey for later tonight. You swallow nervously but steel yourself; there's no point in being ashamed now. This is just how things work here.

The tall man leers at you and gestures to the drink in front of him. "Just water, cutie. But if you want something stronger...hmm, maybe later?" His voice is smooth as silk, laced with a hint of threat. You try not to show any fear or unease on your face; it's important not to give them an opening. As you reach for the water glass, though, you feel the weight of his gaze on your back like a physical touch.

"Hmm, thank you," the man says softly, his voice almost a whisper as he takes the water. He continues to look you up and down, his eyes lingering on your chest for far too long. "Why don't you come here more often?" The smirk that graces his lips makes it clear what he means by that.

The man laughs softly, amused at your naivety. "Oh, really? Well, I'm sure we can find a way to make you feel more welcome." His hand brushes against yours as he says this, sending an electric shock through your body. You try not to react too visibly, but the gesture leaves no doubt about his intentions.

The man's smile widens at your words, like a predator who has just found its prey. "A virgin? Well, well...in that case, I think you should try this place out more often." He pushes his drink closer to you suggestively. "Maybe if you give me something special tonight, I'll make sure you feel right at home here." His hand creeps further up your arm, his fingers brushing against the edge of your low-cut shirt.

"What do you say?" he purrs in your ear, breath hot and heavy against your neck. "Want to see what else this place has to offer?"

The man laughs softly, leaning in closer to whisper directly into your ear. "Oh, I don't know," he breathes heavily. "Maybe just a little taste of what's inside that tight little body of yours?" His hand continues to wander higher up your arm, fingers grazing the skin above your bra strap. "Or maybe...a private dance, just for me?" He gives you another lewd grin, as if he already knows how far he can push you tonight.