Her work uniform

Chapter originally by Teraton on writing . com

As hot as it was, Yuki had shown up to work in her uniform. It's not that she wouldn't have shown up to work in a swimsuit... it just depended on the swimsuit in question. As it was, Yuki had already worn her more modest swimsuits earlier in the work week. Now, all she was left with were the skimpier ones. They were the impulse buys that she could never actually bring herself to wear out in public, like the one with thong style bottoms. Normally, it wasn't a problem if she showed up in the uniform, but today seemed like a busy day and, well, her boss could be-

"Yuki!"

-a little bit pushy, at times.

Yuki wanted to cringe as her boss walked over to her, having spotted her. Rachel was a nice woman, and normally a pretty fair boss. It was just that... Well, when Rachel first implemented her more lax dress code, she found that her profits grew and grew in the summer. At this point, the sight of the girls at work was a major draw for customers- particularly the "men with expensive cars" demographic. So, while Rachel was normally a very nice woman, she was sometimes a little too "encouraging" when it came to the dress code policy.

Rachel herself was dressed in a bikini and t-shirt displaying the carwash's logo. She sized Yuki up for a moment before speaking. "You know, you're one of my better employees Yuki, but..."

"But?"

"You aren't exactly dressed to wash cars, you know?" Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Not in this heat, I mean. Heavens, you could get heatstroke!"

Yuki sighed. "Sorry, Rachel, I just... my swimsuits were all in the wash, and..."

"And?" Rachel questioned, her foot tapping.

"Well, I mean, I could still wash cars like this right?" At Rachel's pointed look, Yuki seemed to shrink back. "O-Or I could work on something else?"

Rachel scoffed. "You aren't going out there dressed like that." She paused for a moment, and idea sparkling in her eyes. "But, maybe we can find you something around here to change into."

Rachel smiled at Yuki and motioned for her to follow as she headed started towards the back of the building. "There's bound to be something else back here that you can put on."

Yuki very nervously started looking around herself, though she wasn't sure exactly what she was hoping to find. As Rachel lead her into her office, she worked up the courage to object. "Rachel, is this really necessary? I mean, there's really no harm in going out dressed like this, is there?" Yuki almost wished she hadn't said it.

Rachel very slowly stood up from the desk drawer she had been looking through. Looking Yuki in the eyes, she very gently placed her hands on the girls shoulders. "Yuki," she began, voice calm but stern, "I cannot in good conscience have an employee working out there, in the hot sun, dressed as you are. So, the only way you're walking out that door is if you're dressed differently..."

"...Or if I'm not your employee." Yuki finished. Rachel was taken aback for a moment, and then just shrugged.

"That's up to you, dear."

Yuki grit her teeth. She didn't understand why her attire was so important, but, she really didn't want to deal with being unemployed. "Alright," she sighed after a moment, "Let's keep looking, I guess."

In an instant, Rachel's expression lit up. "Fantastic! Now, I think I had something back in the storage room..."

Yuki tentatively followed her boss to the back room, and, after a minute of rummaging through different boxes and lockers, she heard her boss gasp. Looking up, she was met with Rachel's grinning face.

"I think I've got something!" Rachel cheered.