Accident in the rain

Accident in the rain

It was a stormy night, with torrential rain, thunder and lightening, not the normal late summer weather, but because of the unusually high temperatures this week, this storm had been predicted.
She was the angel that you read about in stories, the gorgeous woman who only appears in other peoples fantasies. Standing at my front door looking forlorn and a little dishevelled, she was still a vision of loveliness. Her hair was dripping, and her mascara was running. She was soaking wet from the top of her long blond hair down across her fitted blouse, made see through by the rain, right down across her skirt and legs and to her petite bare feet with perfectly red painted toenails. Why she wasn’t wearing any shoes was beyond me.

“Hi, sorry to bother you, but my car has got stuck in the flooded stream at the bottom of the road. My phone is dead, and I saw the light on in your house. Could I use your phone to call for help?”
I roused myself from staring at her and replied “Of course you can, come in out of the rain before you catch your death of cold.” I showed her the phone, excused myself, and went upstairs to get a large towel. I came downstairs to find her softly crying on my sofa.

“Whats wrong..um?” I asked her as I didn’t know her name. I handed her the towel and she started patting her hair.
“Sorry for this. My names Suzanne but everyone calls me Suzy. I just phoned my boyfriend and told him what had happened, but he’s a bit of an asshole. He has been drinking and told me to sort it out myself, only not so politely.” She burst into tears and being on the sofa, I leaned over and put my arm around her shoulder. By this time she was shivering, so I stood up and poured a couple of brandys, to try to warm her up. Offering one glass to her, she gratefully accepted, and as she sipped it, was holding the glass in both hands.

“My name is Trevor, and I would suggest that you knock it back in one go, to get the best from it in your circumstances.” She was still shivering as she did as I suggested.

“Whereabouts do you live, maybe I could give you a lift home, and you could sort the car out in the morning?”

“I live miles away, but thanks for the offer. I was supposed to be going to my boyfriends to stay the night, but that pig can go stuff himself. I can phone for a taxi so don’t worry about me.” The brandy was doing its job, as she had stopped shivering.

“As you have said, you live miles away, its gonna cost a fortune in a taxi” I replied.

“What choice do I have, I can’t stay here, I don’t even know you.” She had a point. Here was a gorgeous young lady dressed in inadequate clothing for the weather outside, so if she thought that I was going to allow her to wander the streets, I would have to let her know that I was trustworthy.

“Ok, thats certainly true. How about if you phone a good friend, tell them where you are, and in the morning, we can try to sort out your car?”

“Thank you. I didn’t really fancy going out in the rain again. I can phone my best friend.” With that, I handed her the phone, and went to get her another brandy as she had started shivering again.