Ron Terrill was an ordinary sort of guy married with two children and had remained faithful to his wife for the seven years they had been married, but if truth be know their sex life had become a bit stale. It had all begun just after the birth of their second child. Helen his wife had been caught almost as soon as she could after the birth of Simon their first born. She had justifiably been less enthusiastic about sex and insisted that he wore a condom whenever they had sex. Ron hated the bloody things and consequently made love to Helen less and less. He worked hard to provide for the children and Helen. But as an outlet for his lack of sex Ron turned his attentions to off road sporting and he had indulged himself and brought a diesel Land Rover Defender which he used off road when ever he had the opportunity.
It was a typical Saturday, Ron was out in his Defender and as forecast the rain was coming down in torrents, Ron was on his way to one of his favourite off road spots in the forestry nearby when he turned round a bend and was confronted with a dip in the road which usually flooded in heavy rain. It was no hazard to Ron but out in the middle of the flood with water up to the bonnet was a Ford Fiesta and sitting inside was a woman who understandably looked completely lost. Ron checked the snorkel, he had recently had fitted to his Defender for just such events, before venturing into the flood; he pulled up beside the stranded vehicle and wound down his window.
"Can I help?" he asked.
The look of sheer relief showed on the woman's face who Ron had to say looked vaguely familiar but he could have been mistaken.
"Oh I would be so grateful. I was in a hurry and had no idea the water would be so deep. I was on my way to see Geoff, my husband, in hospital and I stupidly ignored the flood signs."
"I think we are both going to get wet but I'll tow you out." Ron said casually
"Don't worry about me." the stranger said, "I'm soaked already. I tried to get out and the car is half full of water."
Ron opened the door and the cold water flooded around his legs. He stepped out and the water came up almost to his waist. He took out the tow rope and went to the back of the Fiesta and clipped the hook, fitting of the tow rope, through one of the lugs under the bumper bar, in so doing he was now soaked through to the skin.
Ron attached the rope to the lug under the front of the Land Rover Bumper and reversed out of the deep water pulling the Ford clear of the water as he did so. The woman inside opened the door, the trapped water cascaded out and she stepped out. Her clothes were a mess she was wet up to her breasts and she shivered with cold.
"Thank you I'm sure I would have been there most of the day. I don't usually use this country lane but it is a short cut to Geoff's hospital. By the way I should introduce myself I'm Kathy Shaw."
I'm pleased to meet you, Kathy Shaw, my name is Ron Terrill. I only wish we could have met in different circumstances but I'll help you in any way I can."
Ron knew he could not leave her there and asked,
"Where do you live Kathy I'll tow you home you need to get out of those wet clothes before you catch your death of cold."
When Kathy told him where she lived, Ron was surprised to find she lived fairly close to his own home.
"I live quite close and I will need to get back to change myself. I'll just change the tow strap to the front of your car and I'll tow you back to your house if you want me to. Have you ever been towed before?"
"Oh yes, before I was married I had an old banger which used to break down often."
Ron quickly rearranged the tow rope and set off back the way he had come.
The house was only a couple of streets away from his own home and Ron pulled up just past the entrance to Kathy's drive. He got out and released the tow strap and pushed the car onto the drive.
"When I'm dry I'll get the engine dried out for you, but the inside will take quite a while and you might want to get your insurance to get the inside refurbished. Water has a habit of smelling once the carpets and seats get wet." Ron said.
"I can't send you home in that state, your wife will be furious with me if I did. You had better come inside and dry yourself off. I think you are about the same size as Geoff and I'm sure he won't mind you borrowing some of his clothes under the circumstances."
Ron, who was feeling the chill, followed her inside.
"Put the kettle on whilst I go up and find you some clothes. We could both do with a hot drink I'm sure."