I continued scanning in books for a bit more. I had quite a lot of books to scan, so I might as well do a few in legitimately. Whistling
while I I worked, I snuck the occasional peek over at Holly. She was pretty much ignoring me, and the book she was flipping through.
She seemed more preoccupied with shifting in her seat. I glanced at the clock, and almost as soon as it hit ten after I hear Holly stand.
The way to the restroom takes her right past the computer, and I smile to myself as she walks straight to wards them. "If the girls
come in, tell them to shelf those books." She snaps back at me, just as she slips through the door. A light click tells that she locked it.
I'm still staring at the bathroom door smirking to myself, when the front door bell jingles. Turning to look, I see it's one of the
cashiers, Sara. The slim red head slipped off her shades as she entered. "Hey there Joe. Holly come in yet?"
"Yeah, she's having a little tinkle." I responded, nodding to wards the marked door in the back. "Said you needed to shelve these
books." She looks to the decently sized pile of books I've processed, and a small sneer crawls up over her freckled face for a moment.
"Firstly, ew, TMI. Second, why can't Jen do that? That's more her style." Sara leaned over the counter as she spoke, using it as a mirror
to adjust her lipstick, and short boy cut hair. Her nametag was left crooked.
"No, she's not here yet." I explained, setting another book upon the pile. "I wish you would get to it, atleast til Jen show's up." I felt a
warm sensation come from the ring, as Sara reached for the pile.
"Alright, fine. Might as well look good for the boss." And as if on cue, Holly returned.
"Good, you're here Sara. A little late." She says as she comes back our way, returning to her chair and book. Sara just and nods,
pushing a small trolley full of fresh books.
"Just doing my job boss." She responds in a false chipper tone. I can see her eyes roll from my angle. Holly just peeks over her book at
Sara, when we are distracted by someone stumbling through the front door.
"Oh my gawd, I am so sorry! Ah didn't mean to be so late." Says our half exasperated blonde newbie Jen, with that farm accent
showing through. She looks up at Holly, adjusting her glasses, and pulling her rough ponytail back away from her front. "Oh please
don't fire me. Ah really need this job." Her chest heaves a bit, still out of breath. It gives me a moment to look at her ample chest.
"We all have fuck ups dear, just don't do it again." Holly stated rather matter of factually. "Why don't you take over for Sara. She
seems to have better things to do." She ordered. Sara silently mouthed a sarcastic 'oh please', as Jen made her way over. When the
two met, I took a moment to compare the two. Sara was taller than Jen, and a little paler, but Jen probably had more weight on her,
and it was held in all the right places, giving her a generous D cup and curvy hips. She was actually quite fit and toned, beneath a
softened layer, for awkward and clumsy she was most of the time, the product of I assume a farm life. It was a good contrast to
Sara's aloof gracefullness, leaving her lithe with a B cup.
Sara steps away, letting Jen kneel down and begin to fill the shelves. As she walks off, the front bell rings again, signaling the first
customer of the day. She frowns slightly and moves near me to the register, as Holly returns to the book. Only to look over at the
customer, then glare Sara and my way. I had a feeling it was going to be one of those days. I smirked lightly to myself, as I felt the
ring.