She starts her shift

Dana's shift began horribly. She had never waited tables before, and the job was a lot harder than it looked. Just an hour in a server's shoes was enough to increase her respect for them tenfold - it was a shame she couldn't have also been in a server's clothes. She had to **** herself to let go of her inhibitions - she couldn't really do any serving with her hands occupied with covering herself.

Her exposure was the least of Dana's problems - she stammered when replying to simple questions, she made mistakes when taking orders, and was very slow in her service. She had a tough time balancing heavy plates while walking in her heels, the nervous shaking of her hands making things worse. One time, she ended up dropping an entire plate of lobsters on a poor customer. Mortified, Dana stood in the distance, watching a very apologetic manager having to plead forgiveness for her. After almost ten minutes of getting yelled at, he had **** but to let the entire group of ten eat for free.

As the manager walked away from the table and towards Dana, he glared angrily at her. "Young lady, I just put my ass on the line for you. You better not make a single more mistake this night, or help me god, not even Mr. Williams will be able to save you." In that moment, Dana wished the floor would swallow her.

"Uh, y-y-yes sir.", she stammered weakly, beginning to turn towards the kitchen to collect her next order. "By the way, that entire order is on your tab.", the manager added, his voice furious.

Dana felt the ground shift underneath her. She felt tears welling in her eyes, as he realized she had just made the situation even worse for herself. She had no idea how she could possibly hope to repay what she owed in about the hour and half left until closing.

Her entire naked body shaking, she began walking towards the kitchen.