She's a Bartender?

Ashley was at the bar alright but she was serving.

That didn't shock Shepard to much. It was the outfit Ashley had on. Or lack there of!

The only thing the second human Spectre had on was a holocollar around her neck.

"Shepard?!" Ashley saw her and her already red face was even redder. "I forgot I invited you here before my...new job."

"What the hell?!" She repeated.

"I...I...work here now?" Ashley said lamely.

"Why are you naked?!"

"She's not allowed to wear clothes. For five years." Aethyta came over. "Back to work I'll explain to you former commander."

"Yes...Mistress." Ashley lowered her head and began pouring more drinks.

"Mistress?!"

"It's what she has to call me. Now I'm sure you have a shit load of questions." Aethyta said. "Here's the short and sweet. Miss Can't Handle Her Liquor, with the great ass, signed a contract here. She was drunk. It made her work condition clear. She has to be naked for the full five years and some other things but she my new naked bartender."

"Let her out of the contract!" Shepard demanded. She couldn't stand seeing her friend so humiliated.

"Don't argue with me Shepard. Shes just working here. You want to talk. Talk to her owner."

"Thats not you?" Shepard asked.

"Im the owner." Another voice said from behind her.

Shepard spun around and was shocked again.