A women in a towel... What?

"Hello!" Cried a women who must've recently came from the cleaning room given her appearance. She had her head and body wrapped up in a towel, and she was dripping wet so she have must have recently came from taking a shower. Odd how she just came to check out the attic like that but these are literally different times so, whatever you suppose.

"Jeneane, are you up here fiddlin' with your sister again?" She asked, looking around the room for this person she was speaking of. She came even further into the attic, showing off her figure. She looked a little chubby with most of the fat going to her breats and hips. With this analysis, you could hypothesis that she was indeed a milf. "You know you two can fool around anywhere else but up here right? We keep the banjo up here!"

In a brief moment, you lost your footing and ended up kicking an object by mistake. This was not good at all. "Jeneane, I know y'all ain't fiddlin' by the clock! Y'all know you can't do that in front of the clock now!"

This was indeed bad. You needed to think of something: quickly!