A first job

"Their dresses are not really subtle," Elisabeth said as she and Angourie stepped out of the staff changing room. Both girls wore pink waitress dresses, made out of latex. The skirts were rather short and the cleavage deep. "And is this intentionally cut in a way to push up my tits?"

"They clearly know how to attract attention," Angourie said. "Now, where is this concession stand?"

Both wandered through the lobby of a concert hall in the city centre. Their lesbian adventure was laying a few days behind and in the meantime, they had called the strange company and asked about the mysterious open jobs. The lady, who they had talked to, had suggested they first help sell concessions at a concert, which the company was sponsoring.

"Ah, there you are," a woman said as they finally had found their way. "Just in time, the doors open at 6." The woman mustered both college girls, then nodded satisfied. "Fits fine on you two. Follow me." The concession stand was integrated into the wall, facing the lobby. As they arrived, Elisabeth and Angourie noticed many different types of sweets, laying in little trays.

"Uh," Elisabeth said. "Those have all weird names. What if someone asks us about them?"

"No worry," the woman said. "Just do your best and if you feel, you can have some tryouts too. But not before the show has started."

"Who is playing?" Angourie asked. "I tried to look it up but couldn't find any band name."

"Mr O and the Bangers," the woman said. "They playing rockabilly music."

"Cool," Angourie said. "Sounds like it could be good music." The woman nodded and showed them a few more details.

"Good," she said. "I have some other things to attend to. I trust you with the concession stand. When you leave, pull down the shutter, someone else will show up tomorrow and take care of restocking and such." Both girls nodded and the woman left, leaving them behind the counter of the stand.