This was going to be the best weekend ever! Your girlfriend, Carrie, had a cabin upstate, that was secluded enough for privacy but close to civilization. Her parents were rich, and had kept the cabin for years before you met Carrie. You two met in high school, and started dating right before college. You went to the same one, and for the past two years had been begging her parents to use the cabin. They didn't trust Carrie and you alone, because they feared underage drinking, or worse, the two of you having sex. Of course the underage drinking thing made no sense anymore, now that you were both 21, so they conceded and you were driving up there with her.
"Okay, Noah, remember the turn is coming up, it's tricky to see if you aren't paying attention."
"Yeah, yeah. I'm a man, remember? I know how to drive." you said as you turned and drove to the cabin.
You walked in and she gave you the grand tour.
"The first floor is just the kitchen, laundry room, living room, den, that stuff. Upstairs is mostly my closet. I used to be a clothes hoarder, so I have clothes from two or three years ago stocked upstairs." she said.
She wasn't kidding. Three entire rooms were just closet space. And then there were the two bedrooms, one with a bathroom attached and the other without. Since you were alone, you got the master bedroom.
"Anyway, let's unpack!" she said.
You started unpacking, as Carrie emptied out a full suitcase of clothes.
"We're only here for a weekend, not a summer. Why so much clothes?" you asked.
"Just in case." she said. "What did you bring?"
"I have my pants." you said pointing to the pants you were wearing. "I have two shirts, three pairs of underwear and a few pairs of socks."
"I told you to pack more than that, what if you ruin those pants?"
"I'll try to to ruin them!"
"Anyway, we haven't touched the cabin since last summer, would you mind helping me clean downstairs? The fan hasn't been dusted in ages."
"Dusting? Isn't that women's work?" you asked.
"No. It's your work now. Do it!" she said sternly.
"Fine..." you muttered.
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