It's a busy day at Taco Hut, since we are critically understaffed. So far, nobody has responded to our 'Help Wanted' sign.
Across the room, I notice a young girl excitedly whisper something to her mother. After they go back and forth for a while, the girl walks over.
"Hello ${Sir/Ma'am}" the little girl says with a coy smile. Her hands fidget behind her back. "I noticed your sign there. How old do you have to be to work here?"
"At least fourteen." I reply, putting on my best friendly smile.
Her face beams as she turns back to her mother and animatedly relates my message. After a moment, they both walk over with the mother looking proud. "My daughter absolutely loves your restaurant, and she would love for this to be her first job!"
***
The girl comes back the next afternoon, dressed in her uniform: a black polo shirt and pleated skirt. Her long blonde hair falls down past her shoulders, framing her small face. She nervously adjusts her glasses and puts on her name tag, which reads "Aspen."
"How do I look?" she asks nervously.
I resist the urge to call her cute, instead saying "You look perfect!"
We spend a few hours with me teaching her the ropes, before I put her in charge of the cash register.
As the other employees clock out, she looks at me nervously.
"Isn't there anyone else coming?" she asks, nervously.
I shake my head. "Only us for this shift. Now you know why we're hiring."
She nods solemnly. I place a comforting hand on her shoulder "Don't worry. You'll be fine."
I head to the back, where the kitchen is. It's separated from the counted by the rows of food warmers. Looking through, I can just see her head as she moves about familiarizing herself with the space.
***
Things go smoothly for the first hour or so, as we idly chat in between customers. After a certain point, she seems to become much more cheerful and energetic for no apparent reason. I notice her smirking impishly as she takes orders, and I wonder what could have happened.
At one point she has trouble with the cash register, and I offer to go over and help. Her face turns beet red as she spins to look at me. "No! I've got it, don't worry!"
I throw my hands up and let her work it out for herself, though it makes me even more curious what is going on. After that, I decide that it is my duty as Manager to investigate, so I sneak back over and poke my head out.
What I see is shocking. Aspen has removed her skirt and panties and left them folded on the floor. She is totally bottomless, revealing her little round ass and hairless pussy. Since her waist is under the counter, customers are unable to see it just like I couldn't. She has been talking to customers like this for an hour!
Her lips are bright red, clearly indicating that she is turned on by this. What should I do?