Brought Her Up Here To Get Some Pussy, Now It's About Getting Home

God, it's poring. We are stuck on the river, with a generator running short of fuel. The weather has been bad all weekend, we don't even know if the road or bridge are washed out. It all started snarky and dirty, now it's scary. No sex drive, nothing. Barely some dry cereal, there is water but not sure it's safe to drink.

No sense trying, can't work it up. She's not much better, the weather steals your desire.

If, and when I get home, I'll let you know, if you are interested. The girl? She's an old classmate, never thought she would be open to hiding out at the river.