"What the fuck!" I yelled as my car sputtered to the side of the road and died.
My Honda Accord was only two years old and I can't believe it just died on me. I didn't even know where I was or how far it was to the next town or a garage. I knew I was somewhere in the northern part of Vermont. It was late October and days were not long up here. By 5 o'clock at night it was dark outside.
I am Mark. A 28 year old white male who loved to be outside. Every year at this time I always took a week or two off from work to go camping somewhere up north. I love the changing of the leaves and the crisp cool nights. And I mean camping. Not being in an RV next to a bunch of other RV's. I mean being miles from anyone, sleeping in a tent, and cooking my food over a fire I started myself.
But I guess all that would have to wait until I could get my car fixed. Darkness had already fallen so I figured maybe I would just camp in the woods right where I broke down and walk to town in the morning.
As I started to unload my tent out of my trunk I saw headlights approaching me. Being on such a desolate road I was surprised to see a vehicle this late. The car slowed down and came to a stop without me even flagging it down.
"Car trouble sir?" a woman called out from the driver side of the car.
"Yes ma'am" I answered. "I'm not sure what is wrong but I figured I'd camp here tonight."
"Sir it is supposed to get to 15 degrees tonight. We live a mile down the road. I suggest you stay with me and my friend and I'll get you into town tomorrow to get your car fixed." the woman replied.
I wasn't going to accept their offer until I noticed the driver and passenger were both very attractive late 30's / early 40's women. I couldn't imagine how two beautiful women could live so far out in the sticks but at the time I didn't care.
"Well then ma'am I think I will take you up on your offer. I appreciate your hospitality and I can even pay for your generosity." I replied.
"Hurry up and get in and we can talk about that later." the woman said.