Return to the Sales Floor

In her new "uniform" Elizabeth walked onto the sales floor. There were half a dozen customers in the store that she could try to work commission off of, but first she had to finish stocking the racks. She sorted through the inventory and began hanging the garments. The new outfit made her a bit self conscious and she kept having to check that the skirt wasn't rising too high.

Elizabeth was only 5'6, so she had to use the stepladder for the blouses that hung on the higher racks. This is going to be embarrassing. She rolled the ladder and propped it against the wall. She stepped up the first rung and pulled down the hem of her skirt. She climbed the second rung and checked herself once again. On the top step, she made sure everything was where it needed to be and started the arduous task of putting hangers on racks.

"Get a load of that!" said a voice from behind her. A few snickers of laughter soon followed.

"Hey baby!" shouted the same voice. "Smile for the camera."

Elizabeth heard a clicking sound followed by a flash. She turned slightly to see three college aged guys looking at a phone.

"Want to take a look?" said the one with the phone. He turned the phone around and Elizabeth immediately grew flush with embarrassment. It was an upskirt picture of her ass.