Chapter 57: Mabel

Mabel follow me into the hotel and up to my room to let her change her panties since I made her laugh so hard she peed in them. As we went through the lobby I easily found a young woman watching me. I had never seen her before, but I was pretty sure she worked for Steve and was here to keep me safe. I just ignored her as Mabel and I waited on the elevator.

Up in my room I showed her the bathroom while I went over to sit in a chair and watch TV. She was in there a lot longer than it should have taken to change her panties. I was going to ask if she was ok when I heard her crying. I got a bad feeling suddenly that she was going to kill herself or something.

Making my eyes not see the door in the bathroom, I saw she was sitting on the side of the tub crying. What I guessed were her wet panties had a corner sticking out from between a folded up towel. I made myself see the door again and then asked if she was ok, only to get louder crying. I wasn't about to try to get any closer to the bathroom. I just moved back over to the chair where I was watching TV.

When she did not come out after ten more minutes I made myself go to the door to say, "I am going to call the girl here from my school. I don't know anything about girl problems. She is super smart; she will know what to do."

I started walking over to get my phone when I heard the bathroom door open. Mabel came rushing out and pulled on my arm.

"No, please, Parker. It is not that problem," she said between sniffles. "God how can I do this."

Her grip on me went limp. I heard the bed next to us creak as she dropped to sit down on it hard.

She didn't start crying again at least.

I went back over to my chair and watched the dumb show I had on been watching on the TV, waiting to see if Mabel was going to explain what she wanted up here. If not, I was going to text the special number that would alert Steve's security people to come up here. They would find out what was up with her somewhere other than here in my room.

During a commercial, she moved over to sit next to me on my bed. When I looked over at her I saw she had her knees up to her chest with her arms wrapped around them. Not unusual for many girls I knew except that she was not wearing any panties, only the thick mass of untamed pubes hid her pussy.

Busted!

She dropped her legs, tucked her skirt between them, and said, "Sorry. I forgot I was not wearing any panties. That is why I was crying. I don't have any other panties, those are all I own. I lied about the bus I was going to take too. It is one that goes by the all night thrift shop where I can sometimes find used ones that fit me. I lied to you a lot today. No one is ever nice to me unless they want something."

She got quiet when my show came back on. I was going to turn it off, but she said she wasn't ready to talk to me about what was bothering her yet.

When the show was finally over I turned the chair toward her.

"The only true thing you know about me is that my name really is Mabel Bliss and where I work. I saw all the money you flashed around at the restaurant like it was Monopoly money. It is more than I have seen any kid have that was not buying or selling drugs. You don't look like a druggie. I don't really have anywhere to go unless I luck out to get a spot in a shelter somewhere. My family got evicted from our home three years ago after dad lost his job. We were staying in this really crappy travel trailer that had no heat and barely kept the rain out. One night he brought home some really sleazy men that he said would keep me and my brother all warm. We had blankets, but he told us we were big kids now and our little sisters needed them to stay warm. They were too small for these men to help keep warm. I told him them I was going to the porta potty before bed. Instead I ran away. I knew how those men were going to keep us warm! All I have are these clothes I am wearing. I sometimes get some at the shelter I go to sometimes, if they have any beds left," she said before going to the bathroom to blow her nose. "I worked out how I was going to trick you so I could steal your money when you weren't looking. When you made me laugh I knew I didn't even have to offer sex stuff to get somewhere I could rob you. I made sure not close the door to the bathroom so you could watch me change my panties. I waited and you never did. Peeking out, I saw you way over here. You were being nice to me without wanting anything in return and no one has ever done that for me. Now you know everything. I won't be mad if you say no."

I expected her to continue, but instead she was staring at the floor again.

What now? I should go ahead to text and get her out of here. This is getting weird.

Right as I picked up my phone, Mabel asked softly, "May I please use your shower Parker? I have been using baby wipes to wash up at work. Sometimes they have one of the school uniforms at the thrift shops. When I have the money I will buy one so I can sneak into that school to get a shower with the gym class. Most times the girls will share soap and shampoo if I say I forgot mine. If you hadn't been so cool I would be scared shitless to even ask. You can watch if you want or even get in with me. I could suck on you first so you don't have to play with it later from seeing a naked girl."

"Mabel you can use my shower and any of the stuff the hotel puts in there. I am not going to perv on you while you shower. That makes me feel creepy even thinking about it after what you told me. Plus I am not sure you aren't lying to me again as some sort of trick," I told her as my phone beeped that I had a text.

She was still sitting on the bed when I read the text.

"Mabel is not lying. Let her shower." the text told me. "Ask if you need to call down for a razor, towels, more soap, or anything."

"Do you need me to call the front desk to ask for a razor, shaving cream, more soap, a brush or anything like that? There is a card on the table that says to call if I needed any toiletries," I asked her.

She got really red before telling me that she could use a razor and shaving cream, if I really wanted to get some for her. Otherwise she was fine without them.

When she didn't move, I picked up the phone, pressed zero and waited. Not long after I hung up, someone knocked on the door. Instead of getting just a little travel bottle of shaving cream and a cheap disposable razor, I was given a medium sized, sealed hotel bag. Mabel rushed up to palm the man some money. He gave her the bag and I went back to look for something else on to watch on TV.

"Holy shit Parker, you have to come see this," she said excitedly enough that I hurried over.

Inside the bag was a male and female "grooming kit." The men's one was what I pretty much expected. It had a small bottle of shaving cream with a three blade razor and extra cartridges, a small brush, black comb and some tweezers.

That was not something to get all excited over. What is the big deal?

Turns out, the big deal was the women's kit. It had one of the razors with soap around it, like my mom used, brushes, combs, hair gel, hair spray, clips, barrettes, and ribbons. Below all that stuff they had fingernail clippers, nail files, nail polish remover, and at least a dozen tiny bottles of different colored nail polish. I thought that was it until she pulled out a small pouch that turned out to have lots tiny makeup things. They looked like maybe she would have enough to use one or two times.