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"Ready." Melissa replied as she rose unsteadily to her feet. Dani took her by the arm and guided her out the door. In not quite twenty minutes, they had arrived at Dani's small cottage. Unlocking the door, Dani lead Melissa inside.
"Not so big, but I call it home." Dani said as Melissa looked around. They were in a small sitting room furnished with a couch, two chairs and a coffee table. There was a book case against the wall with a cheap print hanging to either side. A doorway directly across from them opened onto a small kitchenette. To the right were two more doors, one leading to the bedroom, the other to the bath.
"It's very nice." Melissa told Dani. Dani smiled. "It serves it's purpose. That's the bathroom. I'll get you a towel and a nightgown." Dani disappeared into the bedroom. In less than two minutes, she returned with a large fluffy towel, a white nylon nightgown and a pair of white nylon knickers.
"We're near the same size." Dani told her. "These should fit reasonably well." "Thank you." Melissa smiled. "I don't really know what to say." "Then say nothing. Shampoo and conditioner are on the shelf in the shower. Soap is in the dish."
Melissa stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. She removed her soiled blouse and trousers and inspected herself in the mirror. Dani was right. She did look like bloody hell. Turning on the shower, she adjusted the water temperature to be as hot as she could stand it and stepped in. Picking up the soap, she lathered and rinsed three times, trying to get the feeling of being dirty off of her. She then shampooed and rinsed her hair twice. Turning off the water, Melissa stepped out onto the bathmat and picked up the towel.
After towels off, she picked up the hair dryer and brush from the sink and dried her hair. When she was done, she dressed in the underwear and nightgown that Dani had supplied. The white nylon gown was a near perfect fit, somewhat low cut in the front and mid thigh in length. It hugged Melissa's body as if made for her.
Melissa opened the door and stepped into the small sitting room. Dani was sitting in one of the chairs wearing a silk robe, her legs curled under her and a book in her lap.
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"Feeling better?" "Much." Melissa replied. "I made you a sandwich." Dani said, nodding towards the coffee table. "I'd be willing to wager that it's been ages since you've eaten."
"You'd win that wager." Melissa said, as she sat down. Next to the sandwich was a large glass of milk. "You do seem to understand, don't you?" "I told you, I have experience."
"You?" Melissa asked softly. Dani nodded. "I was fifteen years old. Still a virgin. I'm not even sure how many of them there were. They did everything to me that you can think of, and some things that you probably can't. I guess I understand how much a little kindness can mean sometimes."