Yes, but it doesn't help much

Melissa decided to just suck it up and start with scheduling the appointment - she wanted to get this surreal day over with as soon as possible. So, she asked Jessica to show her the dates, meanwhile keeping the bag in her hand and staying nude.

Jessica turned the computer to Melissa and showed her the dates. She didn't angle the computer up, so Melissa had to bend over and put her forearms on the edge of the counter to look at the available options. Melissa blushed as she realized the view the rest of the room was getting of her tender lips and puckered bud. Her pussy was now, if anything, even wetter than before and Melissa was afraid it would be visible through the angle she was giving everybody. Even now, she was deathly worried about how many phones were snapping photos of her, but she didn't dare look behind her.

This went on for a good thirty seconds before Melissa could find an open slot in three weeks and picked it. After exchanging pleasantries with Jessica, she decided to don the crop top and skirt, not for the sake of the other people there (she didn't care at that point), but to avoid disappointing Joan.

Although she was finally dressed, Melissa noticed two things. First, the crop top and miniskirt combined were actually less than what Chaz's T-shirt had been. The miniskirt went just below the bottom swell of her cheeks, and did not satisfy Melissa's itch to cover up her pussy that had been constant since Jorgensen had swiped her panties. Likewise, her crop top went just above her belly button, and was tight enough to show off her nipples! Speaking of these two garments, Melissa also noticed that the gang hadn't bought her any underwear. So, despite, everyone's generosity, Melissa did not feel fully clothed.

At this point, however, it seemed like Melissa would never get fully clothed again, so she just cut her losses. More concerning to her, however, was the fact that the only bag she had was the one she got Joan's clothes out of, and she did not have her purse.

"Umm, Jessica," she meekly asked the receptionist and almost cut off the next patient, "I know you guys lost my clothes, but has anyone seen a black purse?"