The girls fight over the teacher's position.

"Ok, how about we all try and whoever doesn't get it, moves on to another job?"

"I don't want to be a maid! Just let me try first! Please?"

"Why does it matter, won't they just pick the best candidate?"

Crystal squirmed under their scrutiny, "...I'm a little worried that the game isn't complicated enough for that."

Jenna rolled her eyes as they continued arguing, stepping up to the desk, "Hey, we're here to apply for the teaching position?"

The surprisingly plain looking secretary peered over the desk at the four, "Hm... You two can go right in. You two wait out here." She waved Crystal and Evaline forward, motioning for Jenna and Catherine to take a seat.

"This is so dumb." Catherine grumbled from her seat, arms crossed, next to a testy looking Jenna, "Glad to know I didn't need a resumé."

Crystal shrugged apologetically and shared a look with Evaline, then with Evaline's bust, "So how are we going to play this?"

"Play to our strengths I guess."

"May the best woman win."

"Right."

Crystal found herself instantly regretting not keeping the red dress on as soon as she stepped into the room. The principal, one Hung Whell, looked very happy to see her until Evaline stepped into the room with her free floating boobs."Well, well, well... what can I do to help you lovely ladies today?"

"My name is Anita Mandelay and this is-" "Holly Fuk." Evaline bent over to take the man's hand, giving him a good look down the front of her dress. She didn't even protest when he leaned forward to lay a kiss on it, as well as get that much closer to her swinging mounds. Now that's just playing dirty.

"We heard there was a teaching... position open here at the highschool?" Crystal narrowed her eyes as Evaline ramped up the accent, adding a breathy intonation that made it very clear how she was going to get this job. What a skank. If that's how she's gonna play...

"Yes, we wanted to know if you had any positions available... any holes that needed filling?" Hoooly shit I sound cheap. But it seemed to work, for the first time since she walked in Principle Whell's eyes left Evaline's rack.

"Uh... ahem, well... We just so happen to have a position that does need to be filled. But I'm afraid there's only room for one in the budget. Would you like to um... demonstrate your skills?"

Crystal swallowed hard. She'd been feeling pretty badass in her new body but this was a little out of her comfort zone- "Watashi wa oshieru koto ga dekiru ōku no koto o shitte imasu..." Evaline's smile was almost as seductive as her tone and the the principle raised his eyebrows, "And what does that mean?

"She said she knows a lot of things she could could teach." Evaline glared back at Crystal, who cocked an insolent eyebrow, "I know Japanese in real life, Holly."

"I know French and Spanish."

"I know electronics."

"I do yoga."

"I've worked with children most of my adult life."

"I don't think so."

"It's true, I raised my son all by myself and he turned out GREAT."

The two tall women were now sitting on Principle Whell's desk, glaring into each others faces angrily, oversized chests pressed against each other.

Hung Whell groaned lustily and the women turned back to him, "So what's it going to be... Sir?" Holly elbowed her but Crystal's seductive smile never faltered. The elderly man stared up at the two bombshells on his desk and swallowed hard.

"W-well... ahem... I s-suppose that, given the... magnitude of both your qualifications." He paused, a grin splitting his face before he reigned it in, "There might be room in the budget to hire you both."

The girls stared at him. Evaline broke the silence first, "Ok... but who would you rather-" "Thank you, Principle Whell" Crystal interrupted, "we are both so delighted that you found space for both of us. When would you like us to start? Do you need a lesson plan by any particular date?" He pulled two folders from his drawer and handed it to them, "You can start tomorrow! I'll see about getting your classes arranged, don't you worry your pretty little heads."

"What the hell was that?!""You were sabotaging me!"

"No, you were being a slut and backstabbing me!"

"So I take it that went well?" They stalked out of the office, Jenna and Catherine in tow. Jenna smirked at the leggy oriental woman and fiery red head, both of whom glared daggers back at her.

"I got the job-" "We both got the job." "-despite Crystal's best efforts." "Oh get over yourself, you just can't stand that I might have won."

"Knock it off!" They looked at Catherine, surprised, "You're both super hot but we're too close friends for you to start bitching about popularity like cheerleaders!" Crystal felt a little ashamed of herself now, exchanging an apologetic glance with Evaline.

"Sorry..."

"Me too."

"Great. Now that your little pissing contest is over, can we focus on getting Dahlia back? Or at least get the rest of us jobs and figure out where we're sleeping tonight?" Catherine gestured up at the sun, which was indeed beginning to fall towards the horizon.