"Right then," Dave grunted, "Let's get you set up. I'll need your license to scan for the file. HR requires a photo ID for the badge print."
"My... my license?" Jon squeaked. His voice was higher, breathless, the vocal cords shorter and tighter than he was used to.
"Yeah. Standard procedure. Don't tell me you forgot it?" Dave’s brow furrowed, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face.
"No! No, it's just..." He turned his back to Dave, the movement causing the pencil skirt to pull tight across his rear, delineating the crack with shameful precision. He could feel Dave’s eyes on him, a physical weight, like a warm hand resting on his lower back. The sensation made his knees knock together. He fumbled with the zipper, his heart hammering against the silk of the blouse like a trapped bird. "It's in here somewhere. Just a mess. You know how it is."
"Women and their bags," Dave muttered, shaking his head.
His hands closed around the stone, “I wish that I had a drivers license for this body.”
The stone didn’t flash. What!?
“I wish I had an appropriate I.D.”
Mercifully the stone flashed and Jon pulled the card from the bag and handed it to Dave. There were several men standing at the water cooler on the other side of the office staring at Jon, who quickly turned away as he stood. It took everything for Jon to not bite his lip from the rush of warmth into his…
Dave took it, glancing at the photo. "Julia Gibson. Age... twenty-two. Huh. Thought you were younger." He looked back at Jon, his gaze raking over the silk blouse that was struggling to contain Jon's chest. "A State ID? No driver's license?"
Seriously? Julia couldn’t drive?
“Y-yeah that’s right,” Jon got out. Jon smoothed the pencil skirt down his thighs, his hands feeling strangely electric against his thighs.
Dave scanned the ID with his phone, "Alright, you're in the system. Now follow me. We’ll go get your photo taken and then print your employee ID card for you and you'll be set to go."
Dave's eyes quickly scanned Jon's form, stopping and studying his face. Jon smiled weakly, without teeth.
"Don't worry. You'll do good. Somehow I know they'll just love you."
