"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.
I grabbed my bag of clothes and personal hygiene stuff and climbed in the passenger side as the other woman hopped in the back seat.
"I am Mark and thanks for picking me up." I said.
"I am Michelle and my friend in the back seat is Lisa." the female driver replied.
Both women were in great shape and had nice bodies. We drove in silence. It was so dark that I could only see what the headlights lit up.
"Beautiful country." I said trying to strike up a conversation.
"It really is." Lisa the girl in the back seat replied.