Meili walked over to Sofya, who pealed with laughter to see Meili holding the little towel over her flower.
"Meili! That's a washcloth. It's not a modesty towel."
Meili kept it plastered right where it was.
"Be that as it may, I need it for courage."
"People will stare at you because you're holding the towel there. They'll think there's something wrong with your sugar puff."
"How do I know there isn't?" Meili muttered to herself as they entered the shower room.
After the girls had showered and scrubbed, they walked into a steam-filled room with a huge communal bath, and a vast number of naked women and girls.
Meili had had to give up on her 'modesty towel' because she'd used it as a washcloth in the shower.
She had to admit she did feel a bit more relaxed when she saw the great variety of ages and body types of the women and children crowded into the bath.
