She found out that I was a preacher and she always asks me questions when I am there. I told her something today that comforted her
and she hugged me and kissed me three times. Of course, I now smell like her perfume. Lol.
Problem, she was so grateful that at some point, when I took my clothes out of the dryer, she reached down to help me fold them.
YIKES! I am the type to do my own clothes. I don't like people doing my clothes for me, especially my undies. I fanned my hands as
nicely as I could and said, "Oh! I'll do that! Thank you!"
Was I being mean? I feel so bad. :/