Melanie felt her legs begin to warm up as she pulled on her uniform and pulled the tank top straight.
"That's...strange..." She said lightly, as the nylon ran up her back, warming it to the touch.
It wrapped quickly around her and she felt into silent bliss as her coworker, Tracy, tried to undo a not in her sneakers.
"I can't get this out...Melanie you're better with your hands...why don't..."
Tracy turned around to see a girl in the hooters outfit facing away from her with long voluminous brown hair. The girl was moaning slightly as the her legs rubbed together.
"Where's Melanie? ...is that you Jane?" Tracy said, as she began to feel her legs warm up in her socks.
