Chapter 4: Chapter 4

I watched how other applicants went in for the interview. Some came out looking like they have been toasted, some others were pretty excited.

I got more frightened seeing some of them looking sad and depressed.

'Holy crap' They are properly dressed but still came out like that, how about me that wasn't even dressed up for the interview.

'I'm sure I won't be able to pull this off.'

"Andre, number 20, you are next." Yelled a man at the front of the hall.

He had been yelling like that the whole time, his voice had started to crack. Before it gets to my turn, I might not even be able to hear him. Well, I hope not.

"Wish me luck." Said the guy to me.

I was surprised, I have been with him the whole time and never asked for his name. He didn't even knew mine.

"Goodluck." I said to him.

He smiled and walked to the seat next to mine. he picked up a file and when he opened it there were some documents inside, he checked it out and walked away.

'Where we supposed to come with documents' I have been seeing other applicants holding files, but never asked. 'How foolish' I had been with Andre the whole time and never even talked about the interview.

"Andre" I yelled and then he turned and looked at me.

"What's in the file?"

"My credentials, ain't you with yours?" He asked me.

That was not a question I was going to answer. 'Fuck.' Not only my dress would be an issue, my damn ass didn't come with any documents. How could I have known, Steven didn't prepped me, and this was my first real interview ever.

This day has gotten even worst. My eyes widened and kept flinching, what other worst thing would happen to me now. I had a purse with me, but in it were my phone and the pant I wore yesterday.

I couldn't put it on as it still had the sperm of the guy I had a fun time with at the club. Oh my, the way he touched my body and drove me wild, I kept wishing for more. We kept at it till sunrise, right there in the club's restroom. It was the most freakish night of my life and it made me wanting more.

Why wouldn't I have forgotten about my interview, when I was having the best time of my life, if I could meet him again, I'm not quite sure if I could hold myself. I would drag him by his belt and move his ass straight to a restroom and get beneath him again and yeah, against the wall too. But that would be, only if I meet him at the club, the way I went wild with him, would absolutely make me not to be able to stand the sight of him anywhere else, I would feel totally embarrassed.

Not quite long Andre came out, he was the only applicant who didn't took long. He looked pretty confident like he had gotten the job. He had this smile on his face that didn't exhaust but only increased as he walked up to me.

"I got the job." He said as he held me by my hand. I stood up and then he hugged me.

I'm happy for him, but I couldn't smile, I was here for an interview, with no pant on, no CV, nothing, and about my dress-this day is a complete disaster.

"Congratulations." I said to him.

I didn't wanted him to notice how shameful I felt. Didn't take long and then I heard

"Ashley" The man at the front hall was screaming.

He was upset, his voice was completely cracked, he looked worn out from all the yelling.

Everyone kept pointing at me, I couldn't understood why, then I noticed the man walking towards me, I quickly removed the jacket.

"Are you Ashley?" He asked. He furrowed his brows and looked like he was ready to throw me out of the building.

I glutched down my saliva, I was very frightened by his countenance.

"Yes I am." I answered him.

He squinted his eyes at me, his eyes were obviously cursing at me. I felt the fury in his eyes, he didn't had to say a word.

"I have been yelling your name, were you deaf?" He asked me.

I knew it, that when it get to my turn I might not be able to hear him. Damn, his voice was already cracked, and he could no longer shout, I couldn't have possibly heard him. The hall was big, it looked like it would fit in a thousand applicant in a stound. With the kind of voice he had, I couldn't heard him.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't heard you." I said to him.

"You are next." He said to me ferociously.

I took two steps to my right, as he was thwarting my way, then I walked forward toward the door. I was in a hurry to get away from him, that when I reached the door I quickly opened and walked in.

I took a deep breath, then I turned, holy crap, there were five interviewers and their eyes were widened by the sight of me. For a moment there I had forgotten about my negligée, I kept dragging my dress down, hoping it would touch my knees, but that was a dream.

The gown was right underneath my ass, not an inch longer, I let down my hair so it would cover my exposed back. My skinny thighs were all in display, my breast was almost all in view-only from my nipples down was cover.

"What are you here for." One of the interviewer asked me.

With the way they were looking at me, I could tell they were thinking I must not have went in there for the interview dressed up like that.

"I'm here for the interview sir." I answered him.

Their jaw dropped when they heard me, one of them erupted into laughter.