The stop light was green as Sonia was approaching from the top of William Nicol Drive, having just turned from the rather busy Sandton Drive. She was debating her reasons for continuing to use this route, when her husband had shown her so many other routes to get to her house from her office. "Aag, I'm so not in the mood to memorise street names and landmarks. Some day may be, but definitely not any time soon." She was thinking to herself.
Her heart started pounding faster than usual as she realised that she might not be able to avoid bumping the car in front of her. She kept her eyes focused on the not so modern car that was seemingly intent on having her beautiful Audi crash on it. As the two cars furiously embraced each other, Sonia felt a very warm trickle down her legs. She sat in the car and waited for the driver of the car she had just smashed into to come to her, silently hoping that it was not another hot headed being that would make her day worse than it was already.
The man looking like a hard working construction kind of a guy, with his hair tied into a pony tail approachedcame towards her car. At this point, Sonia was almost certain that there was going to be a rageous argument between the two of them. She had had several encounters of road rage, especially with White women, and did not expect less from this White tough looking guy.
The man opened her door and pulled her out, but rather gentler than a supposed to be furious road rager. "Mam, are you okay?" He enquired gently. "Please step out so we can be sure you are fine," He said, helping her out of the car. Her brown linen skirt was by now sticking like gum to her behind. She realised that it was probably due to the effects of the warm trickle she felt going down her legs. This was confirmed as she looked down and saw how she had wet herself. The other guy, realising how embarassing this moment probably was for Sonia, moved on to look at the damage that may have been caused by the crash. Sonia did not move an inch from where she had been standing. "We are both lucky mam, other than just dashes of scratches, it does not look like there is much damage to both our cars," the gentleman who had not even said what his name was murmured as he came back to help Sonia back into her car. "I suuggest you go home and try to calm yourself down," he said seemingly avoiding to embarass her further as little drops of urine were still dropping onto the tar road.
She felt a somewhat trivial inkling of relief as she parked her car in her garage. Feeling rather uncomfortable, she thought it was best to leave her bags in the car and quickly get into the shower to clean herself up. As she walked into her bedroom from the adjoining garage door, Lizo was already in the room, changing from his work clothes. He took one look at her and did not resist conveying his impression of her state. "Shuu! You've graduated to wetting yourself now." He said mockingly. "Why, you can't control your bladder? I'm sure you can't wait to tell your shrink that I'm the cause for your disfunctional bladder! Sies, you disgust me!" Lizo said, his words meant to mercilessly cut right into Sonia's fragile heart.
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