Ava's POV
“Hope you get horny easily?” the security guard warned, staring at the open part of our breasts. “The job is for any lazy woman. Hope you both know?”
I hissed, and led Lila forward instead, refusing to listen to the guard.
The room where the interview was conducted was a beautiful company with rich features. Mr. Kane, our boss, was sitting behind the smooth desk with his sleeves turned down to his elbows, and his tie slackened enough to show the depths of his throat. He had not once smiled at the questions, but his eyes had been falling to the curved V of my dress, then directly to Lila's breasts. I understood the reason why we had reached this point. The skirts were barely covering mid-thigh and the material was tight as if it was our second skin. Neither of us was wearing
