Rita went to the bathroom and returned with a bottle of lotion. She worked the milky fluid into the dry skin on the girl's shoulders and arms. Like magic, the scaly appearance changed to smooth, clear skin. Then Rita took a moist washcloth and wiped the lips of Mitzi's cunt clean and patted them dry.

She sat in her stockings and garters and watched while the girl dressed. When Mitzi had her bra and panties on and pulled the shapeless slip on over her head, Rita could remain silent no longer.

"That slip is too long for your dress, Mitzi. Would you like for me to baste a new hem?"

"Oh thanks, Rita, but it isn't mine. It belongs my Aunt Doris."

"I don't understand. Doesn't your mother buy your clothes?"

Mitzi bit her lower lip. "Mom and Dad, they broke up a long time ago. Dad disappeared and I lived with Mom until she ran off with a man. Now I just… sorta bounce around. I live with my aunt… sometimes. She's good to me, except when she's been drinking. Sometimes she lets me wear her clothes. Other times… well, I still have my jeans and blouse."

Rita was silent and blinked back tears while she shortened the slip with paper clips all around. When Mitzi put on the borrowed dress, she helped her tuck the excess material in back so it followed the nice curves of her body.

When Mitzi thanked her and turned to leave, Rita stopped her. She pressed the bottle of lotion and a small pill bottle in her hands.

"Use this lotion on your body every night. Take one of these tablets every day, and it'll keep you from getting pregnant. When either of these runs out, just tell me."

There were tears in the girl's eyes when she bent and kissed her. Then she was leaving, clumping awkwardly in high-heeled shoes that were too big for her.

Rita looked down and fingered the sticky lips of her cunt. She stripped off her stockings and unfastened the hooks on her garter belt. Time for a hot shower.