An invitation to a game

After cleaning the ladies washroom you head into the men's and get to work. The men's lavatory is in a much worse state than the ladies. Maybe the Gambling Den gets more male patrons than female or maybe they just make more of a mess. As you get close to finishing cleaning in here too you start to hear voices coming from the main room. You guess an hour has passed and that the Gambling Den is now open for business. You hurry to finish cleaning in here before you find yourself being joined by a customer who needs to make use of the facilities.

With this room finished you prepare yourself before heading out to the Gambling Den's main hall. You step out sheepishly, keeping your head down, you are nervous about making eye contact with anyone. You do manage to take a few glances around the room as you get to cleaning. Aside from Edward the only person you recognize is Mike, he sits at a table with a few other guys playing a card game. You notice him taking glances at you as well whilst you work but everyone else in the Den takes little looks at you too. You guess that Edward's hopes of you being something for his customers to look at has come true.

Hours pass by as you scrub the floors and clean up all around the Gambling Den. Having to bend over as you clean gives the patrons an excellent view of your exposed butt & the writing on it which causes you much embarrassment. Finally when you feel like you have got the place spotless you head over to Edward to see if he's happy with your work.

"Very good Ayami, I'm really impressed. You really did a good job cleaning & these guys have been hanging around all day to check out your ass." You had been smiling when Edward started off praising you but you've gone back to embarrassed when he mentions your ass. "Here take this token, it shows you've done a days work. You can exchange it over at the supplies shop. Go to the food court first though and show them that you have a token, they'll give you something to eat." Edward hands you a piece of paper, it looks like a ticket and says 'Token' on it as well as today's date.

"Thank you." You say as you accept the token. You are excited it seems like you'll be able to do some shopping, maybe this supplies shop might even have something you can wear, finally a chance to keep your butt out of view.

You head for the exit but as you pass Mike you hear him say "I see our poor little Ralph has got himself a case of yellow fever. Usually I hate to see a white guy actually dating a gook but I guess a retard and a gook are about level."

You have just done a days work and don't feel like you are just a burden around the camp anymore, you don't feel like taking crap from this asshole. "Keep your opinions to yourself, dickhead."

Mike rises from his seat with a furious look on his face. He wouldn't actually hit you right? You cower down slightly despite trying to hold your ground. "You mouthy little yellow slut." He yells at you.

"Fucking calm down Mike." Another man sat around the table implores.

"I'm not being disrespected by this gook whore." Mike responds.

"Hey now, you were kind of being a dick to her." The stranger defending you states, though you think he is understating how much of a dick Mike was being to you.

"Please, I was treating it exactly like it deserves." Mike retorts. You are disturbed to hear him refer to you as an 'it'.

"Hey there, sweetheart. Care to join us for a while?" You are being invited to play the game with them and Mike.

"No fucking way, you're inviting that whore to join us?" Mike's anger is further increased.

"Oh I don't know. I should probably get going." You answer.

"Come on. One of the reasons you were in here working was to try and earn votes right? What better way than to play some games and make some friends. If you're just working away you'll never humanize yourself to everyone. I'm Jimmy what's your name?" The friendly stranger asks.

"I'm Ayami, but I don't know." You reply.