Published April 7, 2015 by katysoqewl
Sameer was stepping on it and the speedometer was passing 150.. The adrelanin was running through my body and I was pinned to my seat… Sameer had a frown on his face and was piping it.. We were neck on neck, when the blue lights began flashing.. Holy sh*t… The officer followed us and gave us brights so that we pull over.. 
This was not good at damn all… 
After getting through the usual… He pulled out his book and started writing out a ticket.. The guy that we were dicing in the Porsche, got out of the car and what can I say.. Some men are truly blessed.. He had an amazing body, not anorexic, and not fat, he was well built.. And his fashion style was yoh!!! He flashed two two hundred bill notes and in a whiff the officer was gone.. Only in S.A things like this happens.. 
Sameer and this guy started talking while I stared at him awkwardly… Sameer introduced me and he introduced himself… His name was Muhammed Mayat.. I immediately develops a secret crush on this guy, so a small smirk crept up on my face.. Sameer probably noticed, and he gave me a sheepish smile in return.. He jumped back into the car and offered to take us to Chateau Gateaux for dessert.. I had my usual a Black Forest Gateaux and Sameer and Muhammed shared a walnut truffle… After taking pics, so I can rub in mums face, we got right into it.. It was divine.. After we ate, we headed back home, what a night!!! 
The next day, I woke up to the sound of mum reading Inna Lillahi wa inna ilayhi raajioon..
There was an accident last night, and the driver was admitted to ICU.. He was only identified them morning and it was Muhammed Mayat.. 




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