Of course she can

Anju nodded. "Yeah, i can fix the skirt' she stated as she asked Cremia to wait a moment as she vanished inside, then she came out with a silvery object which Cremia was pleased with. "Oh good, a needle and thread" she though as Anju smiled. "Close your eyes" she suggested as Cremia nodded and kept her arm spread wide. She felt Anju lifting her dress around and air in the gaps she was creating which were very chilly on Cremia's vagina and sending excited thrills down her spine.

"Finished, Anju stated about twenty seconds after starting as Cremia frowned. "Finished, I thought you were just checking the skirt..." she began as she looked down in horror at the tiny mini-skirt she had on. "No. Please no!" she begged Anju who was smiling. "It looks nice" Anju stated as Cremia disagreed. She looked nice, the skirt looked tacky and it was only her legs that were making what she was showing presentable. Cremia could feel the five or so centimetres it was from her pussy to the skirts edge, the wind more than reaching up to caress her vaginal lips eagerly. "This is so embarrassing" Cremia stated, trying to pull her skirt down a little, but it was quite loose and down as far as it could go as was without starting to show her pubic region to the world even if it was well shaven.

"It'll do won't it? Besides it's not like people don't dress like that at times in the milk bar" Anju stated as Cremia sighed. "I'm sorry for ruining the dress" she apologised as Anju smiled. "Tell you what, bring it back to me when that moon above our heads goes away and I'll stitch it back together" she promised as Cremia nodded. "Anyways, I guess you've got a party to attend to, the guests will be disappointed if you don't" she stated as Anju smirked. "Cremia, your vagina got the men in there more excited than anything else that could possibly happen this evening, why do you think they left us alone for so long tonight. All the women don't want to see you probably, your body rules compared to there old and ageing bodies, but they can't say you shouldn't come down either, so they just let us stay up there for an hour or so" Anju promised her as Cremia blushed.

"I really caused trouble didn't I?" she asked as Anju smirked. "Nah, it was fun, but you'd better go do that milk run soon. The moon seems closer now than ever before" she stated as Cremia sighed and then walked away from Anju with a meaningful "thank you" despite the embarrassment she had just experienced in her home. She couldn't walk how she normally walked she found, her normal gait very much composed of swinging her legs in front of one another, letting her toned . calves slide off each. Without a nice unflattering skirt to cover them she realised how slutty she looked when she walked as she instead chose to almost march to the milk bar with her legs kick out in straightened positions so as to not make her skirt flutter too much. Being naked was almost less slutty feeling than this skirt which screamed that she was proud of her legs and wanted them to be gawked at, which she most certainly wasn't. All she wanted was to keep her hands down over her skirt whenever the wind would minorly lift it up even an inch, but her hands were full and instead she just begged no sharp wind to lift it up strongly and possibly show that Cremia shaved her pussy like a whore, which was already clock towns worst kept secret of the evening but at least not everyone could validate it themselves from first hand experience and she wanted to keep it at that.