I don't know why I took the shortcut on this deserted country road, except it does cut off about 7 miles from the journey and avoids going through the town.
But here I was pulled off to the very side of the road on a hot and humid summer's night with a flat tire, a cellular phone that doesn't work and I'm rapidly losing the light of day.
I dug thru' the trunk for the tire wrench and pulled out the spare tire which also didn't appear too healthy. Thank god my stepdad had taught me years ago to have a length of pipe for the wrench to make life easier getting those nuts off.
I had the jack sat on a nice flat piece of wood and used it just after I had loosened all of the wheel nuts. Things were looking good I thought as I pulled off the wheel and quickly pushed on the spare, but it didn't feel right, I think it was a bit soft too.
Once I let down the jack I could see that it was almost as flat as the other one and that there was a gash in the side of the tire. Damn, I wondered what I should do now as the darkness surrounded me.
I was still bent over the wheel when these headlights speeded towards me and I remember wishing that it would have been nice to have all that light 5 or 10 minutes ago.
The old van stopped and pulled over to the side and the driver emerged.
"Hey Missy, gotta problem." The driver said in what sounded like a Caribbean drawl.
"I have a flat tire, and the spare is flat too." I told him.
"Oh my goodness, and we miles and miles from an open garage, they would all be closed at this time of night anyway. But we could fix it at the farm Missy, we have repair kits and compressors." He said in a very jolly tone of voice.
"That would be fantastic, I would certainly pay you." I told him and he picked up the old wheel and rolled it towards his van.
"You better come with us, it's not safe to be out here alone now that it's dark, there are packs of wild dogs around and goodness knows what else." The driver said so I thought it was a good idea and grabbed my purse then locked up the car.
I was sat between the talkative older driver and his mostly silent younger male passenger. It seemed like we had been driving for about 5 minutes when we drove up this very long laneway, then around the back of this huge metal shed which we entered thru' a big doorway into the brightly lit workshop area.
They both jumped out of the Van and I shuffled out slowly and happened to look in the side mirror at my dirty face, dirty sweaty tanktop and I figured that I was just plain filthy.
"You looks quite a sight, Missy. Glad I didn't see you in the light before, maybe I would have gone right on by, ha ha ha. Maybe you needs to go up to the house and clean yourself up. David here will take you and I will try to fix your tire." He chuckled.
"Well thank you." I said as I followed David, who was also a colored guy, up towards the house.
We entered thru' the kitchen and I said hello to two people sat at the kitchen table then continued following David down the hallway to the bathroom. He smiled for the first time then held the door open and ushered me inside then I silently closed the door and locked it before I heard him go down the hallway.
I looked in the mirror and I was a filthy sight, my skirt and tanktop were very dusty but my face, arms and hands looked like I had been in a coal mine. I whipped off my tanktop and skirt then shook them softly. I picked up the little piece of soap and lathered up my hands. After a quick wash of my face and arms I was beginning to feel much better. I ran a wet hand over my breasts to remove any dust then I turned for the towel. There was no towel.
I looked up and down the walls, under the sink and in the drawers, nope no towel.
I thought that maybe they are around the bathtub so I opened the shower curtain and got the shock of my life.
Oh yes there was a towel, but also a guy taking a bath and snoozing in the tub. I was very startled and so was he when I made a grab for the towel. I pulled the shower curtain closed and stepped back.
I was still in shock as I quickly dried myself and then he started to laugh really loudly before he mumbled in a thick Jamaican accent. "That the first time my dream ever came true."
I jumped into my skirt and was pulling the tanktop over my head when the shower curtain was pulled back swiftly and this naked black guy appeared. He didn't seem at all bothered about showing off himself or his hardware and tapped me on the bum as he sped past me and thru' the door, laughing as he went. It all happened so quickly that I was left just shaking my head and wondering if it did really happen I thought as I quickly combed my hair and applied a little makeup.
Suddenly the bathroom door swung open and the same black bath boy was stood there in his shorts.
"I just wanna tell you lady, you has a fine, fine beautiful body and I was delighted that you chose to wake me in the tub, ha ha. Now what can I do for you?" He said as he proudly lowered the front of his shorts and displayed his big black penis.
"Well the first thing you can do is put that away." I said as I tried to remain calm when he got really close to me and put his hand over my bum.