First Clients Show Up

Tifa certainly wasn't looking forward to her humiliation - well, maybe a little. But she had already been humiliated beyond reason before, and it wasn't like there was anything left for them to see. And somehow, the idea of seeing Jessie be exposed like she had been...well, it was a small sort of comfort. No, actually, it was a _big _comfort.

The two of them awaited their first clients from behind the bar. Tifa had tried to be as casual as possible about it - she had some experience, after all. Jessie, meanwhile, was shaking, and half crouched down as if she meant to hide behind the counter. As if that was an option. Tifa had to expose her entire body to everyone last time, and she was going to make sure Jessie had to do the same. Nothing too cruel, but just fair enough.

"W-when are people going to start showing up?" Jessie asked.

"Literally any second," Tifa replied. She was a little nervous herself, but there was some excitement in the air this time as well. "Get ready."

"How?" Jessie asked, in a screechy voice.

Before Tifa could answer, the doors swung open, and the first customers walked in. A group of four men that Tifa recognized from the last special 'show' had shown up. They had been very respectful, and left even more respectful tips. As far as first clients went, she couldn't have asked for a better set. That said, when they showed up, their eyes all immediately met her chest, and she felt herself burn in embarrassment.

"Had to come for a repeat," said one of them, grinning. "The show is too good."

"T...thanks," TIfa managed to say. There was a measure of excitement, sure, but the fact that she was showing her bare chest - heavens she was going to be showing a lot more soon enough when she had to leave behind the safety of the counter - to four men was still humiliating. It took all she could not to cover herself.

"What about the second girl?" One of them asked. "We heard Jessie was going to be part of this. Not that your tits aren't enough for a second showing, but you know."

"Huh? Jessie is right beside..." Tifa trailed off, and realized that Jessie had ducked under the counter and was breathing heavily. She met her eyes. "She's right beside me. A little shy, it seems."

The group of men laughed. "Well, can the shy girl bring us some beer to start off?"

Jessie looked horrified at the idea. She looked at Tifa, her eyes begging for help. Did you help me when I had to strip naked by myself? No, you didn't. You volunteered me to do it, more like it. "Jessie, go bring our patrons some beer."

"I...I...okay," she finally said, in a defeated tone.

Tifa watched in wonder as Jessie crouched behind the bar in an attempt to hide herself while still collecting the beer they had asked for. It was quite impressive, though it all struck her as pointless - she was gonna have to leave the safety of the bar counter at some point. She wasn't prepared for Jessie's response, though.

Holding the tray just above her chest, she had hunched forward in an attempt to use the tray to cover her gaze from the men. It was, frankly, barely working. They weren't seeing anything, sure, but the position seemed incredibly embarrassing, and she had to walk in a pathetic looking way to keep the cover going. How she didn't just fall forward and trip, Tifa had no idea.

"Thank you for the drinks," one of the man said. They had taken pity on her and all taken the drinks from the tray instead of making her do it herself. "You're good at this, Jessie."

"U-um my pleasure," she replied, and started to walk away from them without turning around, to keep her precarious cover.

"Well I'll be damned, you got a nice ass Jessie," said a new voice. "Nice pose, too." A new customer had walked in, and from the door, he had full view of Jessie's behind, while she had been trying to stay covered from the other customers.

In a panic, she turned around toward the new voice and tried to cover herself up with the tray and her hands, but doing so gave the group she had just served beers full view of her ass. When she realized this, she turned around again, and giving both the new customer and the old group a good view, she ran back behind the counter to the sound of their laughter.

"It's better if you just act like you don't care," Tifa said. She had meant to scold her for not giving them a proper show - what if they didn't leave a good tip this time? - but it seemed like they were all enjoying the sight of Jessie's desperation trying(and failing) to keep her modesty.

Tifa couldn't blame them. She was _adoring _this. Well, Jessie, you had been so sure that exposing me was a good idea. How do you feel about the fact they all saw your ass just now? And this is just the beginning.

"I can't," Jessie said, her voice getting more high pitched. "I can't act like I don't care. B-because I do care. They j-just saw my ass, Tifa!"

"And they will see it again," Tifa said, grinning. "C'mon. I'll prepare a few drinks. Prepare yourself, you'll have to serve our new customer as well."

The new customer, quickly realizing what was going on, had positioned himself closest to the door, so that if Jessie walked towards him, she would have to show her ass to the other group, most likely.

"I...I'll do it," Jessie said, in a weak voice.

She was clearly going to try to preserve her modesty again - but how much was she going to succeed?

[Feel free to add anything! I can be slow to do consecutive chapters, but when I notice that someone else continued something I wrote it's easier for me to pick up]