Let's go home

Maybe if you had been alone it would still have been worth it, but with a shivering, half-nude lady with you in the car there were other things that would have to be given priority. You enter the new coordinates into your navigation and start driving.

You allow the silence in the car to last, giving the girl next to you some time to warm up and calm down. In the end she's the one to break the silence, turning around to look at you. "We haven't even introduced ourselves yet, I believe. What is your name?" she asks you.

"Can I know yours first?" you respond. She then turns away to look out of the window again. "My name is Melania." she responds. "I'm originally from Europe but moved here to pursue a modelling career." she adds without you even having to ask.

"What were you doing on the side of the road like that?" you say, hoping to get some more information out of her, but Melania simply shrugs. "I know you're probably hesitant to trust a stranger like me, but I hope to prove to you that I'm one of the good guys." you tell her, trying to make her feel more at ease. "Just go with the flow and we'll get through this just fine."

You spend the rest of the trip in silence. When you reach the mansion however, Melania sits up in her seat however. "Where are we going? I told you I wanted to go to the airport, didn't I?" she says angrily, but also with a clear tone of fear in her voice. You can't help but chuckle.

"You want me to drop you off at the airport, soaking wet, covered in cuts and bruises and wearing nothing but some skimpy lingerie?" you ask her playfully before continuing. "No, I thought it was better to just take you to my home first. Get you warmed up and give you some time to heal up and then you can decide where you want to go." you tell her.

Melania looks down at herself, as if only now realising how bad her situation really was, and slumped back in her seat. All the energy she still carried with her left her body at once and you saw her eyes close. Maybe your ears were playing tricks on you, but you could have sworn you heard a soft "Thank you" as you pulled into the driveway and parked the car.

You step out of the car and walk around to Melania's side. You open the door for her and extend a hand. She extends her hand but hesitates. Her hand hovers above yours for a few seconds before she ultimately gives in and lets you help her out of the seat. You practically carry her to the door, she's so weak. You open the door for her and head inside. The shivering Melania, half naked, soaked in cold rainwater and barely able to stand on her bare feet, just stands in the hallway in silence, unable to move or decide where to go.

"Let me help you into the shower." you say. She doesn't object or struggle as you carry her up the stairs and into the bathroom. You help her into the shower, but you're afraid she'll collapse if you leave her like this. You consider filling the bathtub for her, but that would take too long. You strip yourself down and step with her into the shower. "Wh- What are you doing? she says, her voice too weak to make a statement. You look at her. You're almost the same size. "No, I will help you for now." you say with a straight face.

You turn on the shower, letting warm water hit your bodies. Melania was still wearing the few pieces of clothing she had left, but you had stripped yourself down completely. Apparently Melania didn't think this was fair however, because she started taking off her underwear as well now. She was struggling to unhook her top, so you decided to give her a hand. You manage to get her bra off and then move down to her panties.

"These as well?" you ask her.