A solution to Brooke's nudity problem?

"So do you feel a little embarrassed being naked in public like this?" asked Rita. "Do you feel a lot embarrassed or do you just feel plain embarrassed?"

Brooke Thompson just blushed and shrugged while at the same time trying to keep her breasts and her vagina covered. She felt uncomfortable enough having nothing else to cover her apart from her hands without having to listen to Nurse Rita's silly questions on top of that. And yet Nurse Rita couldn't seem to take a hint.

"Geez, Rita," Brooke said. "Do you really have to keep asking questions like that?"

"Why not?" asked Rita. "It might prove to be very useful to future generations."

"I highly doubt that," said Brooke. "So where are those clothes we're supposed to be looking for?"

"In this storage unit, I'd imagine," said Nurse Rita. "But first, do you prefer to be a little naked, a lot naked or just plain ordinary naked?"

"Really?" asked Brooke. "More silly questions?"

"Hey, the only questions that are truly silly are the ones that are never asked," said Nurse Rita.

"How about getting me some clothes first?" asked Brooke. "Then I will answer your questions."

"Okay," said Nurse Rita as she unlocked the door to the storage unit.

Nurse Rita opened up the door and held up the first outfit she came to. "How about this?"

"That's a Girl Scout uniform," said Brooke.

"So?" asked Nurse Rita.

"I can't wear that," said Brooke. "It's not even close to my size."

"Well then, how about this?" asked Nurse Rita, holding up yet another outfit.

"That looks like a harem girl outfit," said Brooke.

"Actually, it looks more like that **** girl outfit Carrie Fisher wore in that sci-fi movie last year," said Nurse Rita.

"Why would I want to wear that?" asked Brooke.

"Well, I assumed you wanted to wear something," said Nurse Rita.

"How about that white-knit dress on that hanger over there?" asked Brooke.

"You really want to wear a dress like that?" asked Nurse Rita.

"Why not?" asked Brooke. "It looks better than nothing. Is there any underwear to go with it?"

"No," said Nurse Rita. "I'm afraid not."

"Oh, well," said Brooke. "I guess I just have to wear it as it is."

With that, Brooke quickly put the dress over her shoulders and proceeded to put it on. The dress proved to be a little tight but it did cover her breasts and her torso and even her thighs. It would have been nice if it had covered her knees as well but at least it gave her more coverage than she had had.

"Okay," said Nurse Rita. "So now I just need to know one more thing. How does the dress fit? Are you a little comfortable, a lot comfortable or just plain comfortable?"

"Oh God!" cried Brooke. "Not more questions."

And wearing only the white dress, Brooke quickly ran away from Nurse Rita and headed in the direction of what had to be the dining area, judging from all the smoke Brooke saw in that locale. Brooke ran away so quickly that she did not even notice that one of the white threads on her dress had gotten caught on a nail.

But Nurse Rita did. And as Nurse Rita watched the white thread slowly unravel from Brooke's dress, she knew that she should say something.

But Nurse Rita didn't.