It was my freshman year of college and I had just moved up north to Maine. I was 19 years old and didn't really know anyone up there, but I plenty of porn and cold beer to keep me occupied. The winter was real bad this year, and since my apartment building had no off-street parking, I had to park in a nearby school parking lot when it snowed.
It was a Sunday morning, and it had snowed heavily all night, there was at least a good foot or more of snow covering the ground. I woke up and walked over to the school parking lot where I had left my car last night. Unfortunately I was one of the first people to get in, and now I was blocked in by 30 or so cars. I had to be at work at 11:00 and it was already 9:30. I knew those cars wouldn't be out of the way probably until 2:00 this afternoon, so I called into work, and told them I wasn't going to make it in today.
Every hour or so, I would go out and see if anyone had moved their vehicle yet. Around noon I noticed another man shoveling out his car. I had already shoveled out my car earlier this morning. I figured I'd give him a hand, so I grabbed my shovel and went over there. We got to talking, and I found out his name was Chris and he lived in the building across the street from mine. He was going skiing and asked if I would like to join him. Since I wasn't going to work, and my car was going to be blocked in for hours, I agreed. We got his car loose and headed off to the mountains.
After a couple hours of skiing it started to snow again. Chris figured it was probably just a small flurry and suggested we just wait it out and keep skiing. It started to get dark, and the snow had not let up, almost everyone else had gone home, except for those with cabins or motel rooms. We packed up and got back in the car and started off down the dirt road that lead back towards the highway. About three miles down the road the car slipped on some ice and slid off the road. We tired to get the car free but all the tires were spinning, it was hopeless. To add on to our problems neither of our cell phones had any service this far north. We had passed a small motel about a mile back and Chris suggested we hike up there and get a room for the night and worry about the car and getting home tomorrow. I agreed, there probably wasn't going to be school tomorrow morning anyways.
We made it back to the motel and Chris paid for a room. All the rooms in the place had one bed, so I figured one of us would be sleeping on the floor. The heater in the motel room was pretty shitty and didn't provide a whole lot of heat and the bed was only covered with one blanket. I took a shower while Chris watched TV, when I got out we talked for a good hour or so before deciding to retire for the night. Chris suggested we sleep in the same bed since the was only one blanket and the shared body heat would help keep us warm. due to the situation at hand, I agreed, besides no one I knew was going to find out. I crawled into bed, and Chris decided he was going to take a shower. I fell asleep moments later.
