Rita smiled and wiggled her ass while Mitzi pulled her panties down. The girl had no desire to slowly reveal the unknown. She simply pulled Rita's panties down on her legs and let them fall around her ankles, then Rita stepped out of them.

Rita was eager to make love, but there was something she had to do first. Mitzi's baggy stockings were hideous… and it was unnecessary.

"Let me straighten your stockings for you," Rita said as she knelt before the girl.

Mitzi stood awkwardly in high heels while Rita worked the loose nylon up on her legs. While she shortened the garters to hold them in place, Rita looked closely at the girl's young body. Mitzi was a shapely girl. With a little care and education in how to dress, she could be a charming, beautiful girl.

With Mitzi's stockings drawn smooth and in nice contrast to her skin color, Rita stood and put one arm around the girl's waist, the other on her back. She stretched as tall as she could and lightly pressed her pointed tits up against the girl's softer tits and tipped her head up. Mitzi's arms went around Rita's waist just as Rita reached out with her tongue.

Their tongues touched, and Mitzi rolled her ass, brushing her cunt-hair over Rita's belly. Rita drew her breath in with a gasp as she tucked her ass in and rocked her hips, bringing her cunt up, closer to Mitzi's.

The soft edges of their cunt-lips touched. Mitzi sighed and tightened her grip on Rita's waist. Rita put her hand on the girl's arm and loosened her grip. No point in coming on with the strength of a man. If she was going to get her to forget Tommy, she would have to make her appreciate the soft, tender touch of a woman.