Keep Your Clothes On

It is a warm day in early fall. You are driving to your friends cabin for the weekend along a scarcely used road through the thick brush. The cabin in question is located deep in the woods, which makes it ideal for parties because there's no one around, however, the drive out is exhausting. Still, you're looking forward to the weekend's festivities because a friend of a friend, whom you've been having an on-again, off-again relationship with is going to be there so you're enthusiastically anticipating the possibility of getting some action. Unfortunately for you, your car runs out of gas while you're still hours away from civilization in both directions.

"Shit," you mutter, "forgot to fill up."

Stranded, you try to call your friend to come pick you up but there's no reception on your cell phone.

"Guess I'm walking then."

You set off on foot along the road.