The snow had started early in the day and had come down hard. I hadn’t looked up from my work twice the whole day. When I peered out of my office window at mid-afternoon, I wondered if I’d be able to make it out of the city much less get to my home some fifteen miles out. The traffic thinned out finally as I drove in almost white out conditions. I was tired and my thoughts were of getting home, starting a fire and getting something into my stomach. For me it was almost to routine. Everyday go to work, home to bed, back to work. I had poured myself into getiing a degree so I could work into the finance business and now that I was there, I had know time for anything else. I was constantly tired and reaching for the next business day.

I was thinking what a pathetic life… I didn’t see the car in front of me until I was nearly on top of it. Dim flashers through the snow caught my eye and I was able to slow enough to avoid hitting it. I wondered, as I slowly passed by if anyone was inside. I could not make out anything but the outline of the car. As I drove past I saw the lights flash faintly in the mirror. There was someone in the car. I slowed and started backing towards it. I’m not in the habit of stopping for strangers on the highway, but the snow had really piled up and I couldn’t just leave someone stranded. There didn’t seem to be any cars coming for miles in any direction. They might have to spend the night out there if someone didn’t stop.

I trotted back to the car and just as I got to the driver’s door, the window slowly slid down. The snow was whipping in all directions and it was extremely cold. In the dim interior light of the car I laid eyes on one of the most delecious females I’ve ever seen. She was dark skinned with dark hair. She was well dressed and wore a sable coat down to her knees. The white fur folded open across her chest to reveal the creamy round tops of her breasts. She was worried to say the least. “Thank Good you stopped.” Her accent was Russian or Europian. I couldn’t tell for sure. But the sound of her words seemded to blend into the pitch of the wind blowing the snow around. It was haunting the way she peered up into my eyes. “I’ve been here for the longest time. No one will stop for me.” I couldn’t just stand out in the weather trying to decide what to do. I motioned to her that I was going to the other side, for her to let me in.

Her name as Smanatha. She had been stranded since mid-afternoon. She was a vision… Her skin was dark and she had full length brown hair. Her eyes sparkled a golden brown color. She seemed skiddish at first. I was a stranger and she couldn’t have known what my intentions were. I explained to her that I lived another ten miles out and we could drive there and try to reach some help for her. Both our cell phones were out of service. She looked back through the rear window and bit at her lower lip. She agreed to come with me. “Just let me get my bag.” She reached over the back seat and retrieved a small carry on. I slid out the passanger door and helped her out into the driving snow. Once into my car I turned up the heat and started down the road.

Samantha had just come to this country from the Ukraine, she called it the “old country”. She had come to the US to start a new business in inport exporting. She had been in the City for the past three weeks setting up office. She was somewhat shy and reserved as she talked. We arrived at my place and I help her into the house. She hurried in and quickly commented how nice it was. I had sank all my time and money in remodleing this old ranch house instead of dating. I was proud of it. I sat her bag down and took her coat to the spare room. ‘Make yourself at home. Would you like a glass of wine?’ She accepted. I helped her with the phone book to call a wrecker. I went to the kitchen to pour wine and grab us some cheese and crackers. I couldn’t stop thinking about this creature in my den. She was so beautiful. She had a knee high skirt on slightly split up the side; a soft angora sweater top buttoned up the middle; with just enough unbuttoned to reveal the golden tops of her firm breasts.