Dried off

Lauren eagerly entered the apartment, Mrs. Bishop closed the door behind her. Everything was that tacky old lady fashion, just as Lauren would have guessed. While she looked around Mrs. Bishop went and got a towel.

"Oh, thank you..." Lauren started to say, but she was interrupted as Mrs. Bishop began drying Lauren's hair. Lauren sputtered as Mrs Bishop began drying the rest of Lauren.

"I can do it myself!" Lauren objected as Mrs. Bishop scrubbed her. Mrs. Bishop either ignored her or didn't hear and kept drying. She moved down Lauren's torso, reaching Lauren's hips and crotch.

"H... hey!" Lauren squealed. Mrs. Bishop looked at Lauren's lower half curiously.

"Dearie, you've got some sort of rash on your crotch!" She pointed out.

"Uh, yeah, thanks." Lauren said awkwardly, blushing terribly.

"Oh dear, we have to take care of that." Mrs. Bishop said. She went into the bathroom, leaving Lauren alone and naked on confused. She returned a moment later carrying something. Lauren gasped as she saw what it was. A bottle of aloe lotion!

"Wait wait wait..." Lauren stammered, backing up. "I'll take care of it myself, I don't need your help!"

"Nonsense dearie." Mrs. Bishop said. "This will help your owie, don't you worry..."