She made me sit on a chair under the fan and she herself started drying my hair with the towel. Me: Aunty, give it to me, I’ll do it myself.Aunty: C...up, you have your exam nearby and got drenched. What if you fall sick?”Aunty was vigorously rubbing the towel on my head trying to dry my hair. She was standing very close to me while drying my hair.She’s about 5’3 and so my head was at her chest height. After a couple of moments, she put the towel on my shoulders and started using her hands to dry. I'm supposed to take them dancing and I don't know how to dance. Hell, I've never even been into a club." Well I'm not sure how the nurse happened to get into the picture, but Marcia said that you told Connie that you would take her to the clubs if she still wanted to go." I meant that I would go along as a chaperone, to keep her out of trouble. And barb said something about when I saved her the second time I no longer needed to ask to take her out. I suppose that is a good thing, because I. .. my ... God," Regan said with a laugh. "You have no idea how many times I've thought that! He makes me stop and think about things. He makes me assess the consequences to an action before I jump in." Good thing you were already on the highway when you met him!" Ruth said as she stood. "Otherwise his influence would have kept you at school that weekend. I'm headed downstairs and give you some privacy ... in case you want to sext or something."Ruth stopped at the door and turned back."Thank you. ” The girl stiffened. “Like what?” Jimmy was a little pissed off that she was meddling. Meddling was the crime he felt was the worst, and the one he thought women were perpetually guilty of committing. “Just some stuff, that’s all.” He didn’t feel like giving this new girl the play by play of how he planned on spending the afternoon. “She huffed and rolled over. He took that as his cue to get dressed, and sat up on the bed and reached for his jeans. “You’re leaving?” the girl asked, not.