Message-ID: <28759asstr$981393003@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: Ann Douglas X-Original-Message-ID: <95ktqg$n0l$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Mon Feb 05 00:57:53 2001 GMT Subject: {ASSM} AnnD"Cabin Fever"FF(2/4) Date: Mon, 5 Feb 2001 12:10:03 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, gill-bates Cabin Fever by Ann Douglas (ann_douglas@hotmail.com) Part 2 "Well you girl's can stay up and chat if you like," Carol said as she stood up from their little circle, "but this old married lady needs her eight hours. Time for me to turn in." "I think I'm right behind you," Sabrina joined in. "It's been a really long day." One by one over the next half-hour, the rest said their goodnights. Brandy was the last to go, putting out the fire before she went. As much fun as the two-day outing had been, it finally come to an end late the next afternoon. Carol and Maria left around four-thirty since they had the longest trip home. Both of them lived in the same section of Willowdale. Sabrina was planning to share a ride home with Brandy since her house was along the way to Brandy's in Middletown. This left Julia to drive herself home alone, which really wasn't a problem since she lived the closest. By five o'clock, they had both cars packed and were ready to go when Sabrina announced that she couldn't find her cell phone. The three of them looked for it but after a quarter hour had no success. "Look," Sabrina finally said to Julia, "it's silly for all of us to get home late just because I lost my phone. Brandy and I will keep looking for it a little longer and you can take off. If we can't find it soon, we'll just go without it." "But wouldn't we have a better chance of finding it if all three of us looked?" Julia had asked. "Yeah, that's true," Sabrina conceded, but the longer you wait, the more traffic you're going to hit heading back into town. Brandy and I are going in the opposite direction, away from all the traffic. I'd feel bad knowing you sat in that mess on Route 4 because of me." "I guess you're right," Julia finally agreed, even though she thought that leaving Sabrina in a lurch was a lousy way to show the short haired blond her appreciation for a really great weekend. "Don't worry, Julia," Brandy chimed in. "The two of us will manage just fine." "All right," Julia finally agreed, "if you're sure." "I appreciate the thought, I really do," Sabrina smiled, "but I would feel better if I knew you got home without a lot of trouble." "Me too," Brandy added. "It's a pity you didn't realize that the phone was missing before Maria and Carol left," Julia said. "We could've used Maria's phone to call yours and just follow the ringing." "I never even thought of that," Sabrina said, a funny look on her face. "It's too bad they were the first ones to go. "Yes, that's a shame all right," Brandy said as she brushed aside the strands of her long black hair that had fallen in front of her face. "Well if I'm going to go, I'd better get going," Julia said as she picked up the only bag she hadn't already packed in the car and started for the door. "Julia," Sabrina said as the redhead reached the door. Julia stopped at the sound of her name and looked back. Sabrina looked like she was going to say something but then changed her mind. After a moment's pause she said, "I'm really glad you came. You really helped make the weekend as fun as it was." "It was great," Julia agreed with a smile. "I can't even think of the last time I've laughed that much. I hope we can do it again another time." "You can count on it." Sabrina said as she returned the smile. Sabrina and Brandy waved goodbye from the porch as Julia pulled away. Julia got as far as the cutoff for the road that would take her to Route 4 when the old '88 Honda Civic that she shared with her younger brother began to sputter and then abruptly die. It didn't take a mechanical engineer to realize that it was out of gas. The Civic had originally belonged to her father. When he bought a new car, he decided that rather than take the pittance the dealer was offering for a trade in, he would give the car to his kids. Since there were two of them and only one car, they would have to share it. For a twelve-year-old car, the Honda was in pretty good mechanical shape. One thing, however, that didn't quite work at the moment was the gas gauge. Therefore, it was important to fill it up at every opportunity. It was a chore that they alternated, depending on whom had used the car last. Since Harry had used the car for school during the week, it was his turn to fill it up. Julia had made a point to ask him if he had before leaving on her trip. "Of course I did," Harry had said, "what do you think I am, some kind of idiot." "Not some kind of idiot," Julia said to herself out loud, "a dead idiot." The long walk back up the dirt and gravel road to the Wilson's cabin took considerably longer than the five minutes it had taken to drive. Before setting off on her way back, Julia had briefly considered the idea of continuing onward to Route 4 instead, in the hope of finding a phone along the road, or someone to give her a lift to a garage. That consideration lasted no longer than it took the prospect of being a filler item on the evening news about a body found alongside the road to come to mind. Sabrina and Brandy had to use the same road she had come down in order to get to the interchange. If she were lucky, she would run into them before she had to walk too far. In a worse case scenario, a two mile walk wasn't that difficult for someone who spent as much time along the jogging path in the park as she did. After an hour's walk, two new things filled Julia's thoughts, temporarily replacing the varied forms of violent death she had been picturing Harry being the recipient of. The first was the fact that there was a big difference between running on a nice smooth level track and hiking on an uneven, rock covered country road. The second, and of more immediate concern, was the fact that she hadn't encountered Brandy's car along the way. "They can't still be looking for that phone after two hours," the redhead said as she forced herself to keep putting one foot in front of the other. "It wouldn't be too funny if they had car trouble too." By the time Julia finally reached the ridge overlooking the lakeside cabin, the sun was beginning to drop below the horizon. She was relieved to see that Brandy's car was still parked where she had left it. For the last ten minutes, Julia had begun to worry that there might've been some other road out of here that she didn't know about. A road that Brandy and Sabrina might've taken a long time ago. Pushing aside any fatigue she felt, the T-shirt and shorts clad young woman doubled her stride down the path. Checking Brandy's Escort parked alongside the cabin, Julia noted that the luggage she had helped load into the car was gone. This made her think that the possibility that Brandy had car trouble as well might not have been so far off after all. Stepping up to the porch, she found the cabin door locked. Julia knocked on the door a few times but got no response. She called out a hello, but no one seemed to hear that either. Julia then went over to the end of the porch and picked up the red painted milk can that sat there. Sabrina had shown all of them where a spare key was hidden in case anyone found herself locked out. Once inside, the first thing she noticed was Sabrina's cell phone sitting on the coffee table. At least they'd be able to call the auto club if they were all having car trouble, she thought. A noise from one of the back rooms told her where the other two girls were. She was about to call out once more and announce herself when a better idea presented itself. As the new girl in the group, Julia had been subjected to a few practical jokes over the weekend. One of these involved all of the girls disappearing on the first night and them making enough noise to wake Julia. Then, after she had searched the dark cabin and found everyone gone, they had all jumped out of a closet and given her a good scare. This might be her chance to return the joke on Brandy and Sabrina. Tiptoeing to the back room, Julia had to suppress the urge to giggle. She had been trying all weekend to come up with a joke of her own. This might not be much, but at least it was something. Remembering that the old door in the large bedroom that Carol, Maria and her had shared creaked, Julia opened this one as slow as she could. The surprise would be ruined if they heard her too soon. Opening it just enough to be able to look in, Julia peeked through the crack to make sure they weren't looking her way before she burst in. What she saw on the other side of the door made her forget all about her little prank. (missing parts may be found at) Ann Douglas Web Page http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Ann_Douglas/www/ ASSTR Donation Page http://www.asstr-mirror.org/donations.html ********************************************************* Comments are the life blood of any amateur writer, the currency in which they are paid. It only takes a few minutes to send off a few lines, which is little to ask for in exchange for hours spent creating a story. 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