Valerica ignored my defensive posturing and took off her sports bra. " Apollo, come here." She said motherly, causing my previous weariness to vanish in a moment. I walked over to Valerica as she took the top of one of the gallon drums.
Sure enough after taking a look inside, I was greeted to a translucent green coloured oil and before I could ask again what it was for, my towel was suddenly snatched from my waist and torn in half by Valerica as she proceeded to dip the, now, towels into the oil.
She then passed me one of the towels before removing her hot pants and proceeded to pick her towel out of the drum. I believed I understood what was happening from the blatantly obvious subtext and placed the towel against my skin only to be yelled at.
"No! Not yourself. We wash each other. It is a sign of respect and a purifying ritual to show we are only focused on the upcoming event." Valerica then strode forward and placed her towel against my chest and began rubbing.
