She gets chatted up

Eri feels self - conscious at first, sitting down at her desk in the 8 employee office space. Her leather chair feels cool on her naked skin, and she nervously checks her co-worker's faces.

Two if them focus in their screens.

One openly stares at her.

One slips her a paper with "sorry this happened, talk later" scrawled onto it on the way back from the coffee machine.

It's mostly quiet except for the calls and click-clack of keyboards. Eri does not have that much to do, since quite a few of her accesses have been denied. She sorts her mails and tries not to think about her being naked too much. She has considered this: same wage for, hopefully, less to do? Sign her up!

Fnally, lunch time arrives, and the guy she usually goes for lunch with scoots over while the others pack their bags.

"So", he says "How is this going to be? Are there rules?"

"What do you mean?", Eri asks.

"Well" he harrumphs. "You are quite um decorative, but also distractive. Should we ignore you, or are you offering any services?"

Eri hesitates. No matter; she showed, and this dude is ok. "Actually, I am to do anything my colleagues as for."

"Anything?"

Eri nods. Her colleague looks surprised. "Wow", he says. "Ok, get me a coffee, please, and also some cream."