Lauren goes with Jenna

With trepidation, Lauren or 'Liz' as she's now known slowly walks towards Jenna, her grumpy old landlady. Whilst walking towards the apartment door she makes sure her shirt is pulled down covering her butt and crotch with her panties balled up in one hand.

"Shy little thing aren't ya. Has that silly cousin of yours fed you yet?"

As they walked into the apartment, lauren noticed how large the place was. Easily three times the size of her own modest one bedroom apartment.

"No, i just woke up." Lauren meekly answered, suddenly feeling famished. At least she'd be able to get food out of the old hag she thought to herself. Jenny seemed to tower over the short Lauren. Usually dressed in high heels, hiding her small stature.

"Well, i'll fix you something to eat. Come along to the den, and give me those!"

Before Lauren could react, Jenna snatched the panties right out of her hand, much to Laurens dismay

"Hey! I was going to put those on!"

"Oh no need! Doesn't look like you were going to wear them anyway, holding them like a goose. I'll put them away so you don't wreck them."

Lauren wanted to protest, she wanted to scorn the old hag for taking her underwear from her. She was practically indecent at the moment, wearing the threadbare nightshirt, but she just couldn't find any words and continued onto the den.

"Here, watch some tv while i fix you something to eat."

Jenna left Lauren standing in the den in front of an old tv set with some kind of soap opera on. It wad then she finally was able to take stock of her situation. It could be worse she thought, right now she was going to be fed, and could catch up on her soaps. Later she'd asked Jenna for something decent to wear, but for now she could relax. Or could she?