It feels strange…seeing myself in lingerie, especially expensive lingerie like this. I can’t even imagine what the price is, but seeing as how I’m not paying for it, I guess I don’t have to worry about it.

Looking at myself in the full-length mirror, flanked by pastel pink curtains, it’s almost like looking at another person. Just a couple of hours ago, I was at Mucho Mocha wearing my uniform and my apron, and now I’m standing here in lace panties and a lace bra with matching stockings, an outfit designed to make me look as sexy as possible.

The problem is I don’t feel sexy. I feel awkward.

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