Tom Marsden turned the key to kill the motor of the SUV he'd just bought.  The new Chevy Blazer was not a new one, but it was in excellent condition for being a few years old, and Tom, who'd just gotten the last of his college debts paid off a few months before, and had saved up enough for a down payment on a newer vehicle for himself, retiring the old Ford econo-box that had gotten him all the way through college, and into his first year of work.  He was proud of the new truck, and all the effort that went into earning the money for it.<br/><br/>Tom was a lawyer.  Fair to say, he was a freshman attorney for the town's District Attorney's office, a rookie prosecutor that was already showing an immense amount of promise in the office's ranks.  Yes, Tom was a rising star, but it had shown in him, the exhaustion of heavy effort at school, as well as in the new job, and other people had noticed.  He'd been offered a week-end retreat at a cabin a friend had access to, based on a time-share agreement, and Tom was oly too glad to accept.  When he came home with the news, he shared the idea with his two roommates, who'd lived with him all through college.<br/><br/>The exciting part of the whole idea was, it coincided with their one-year graduation anniversary, which was a thing they'd planned on celebrating.  All of them, Tom's roommates and himself,were planning on having a little fun, drinking and swapping old school stories, and maybe even having a little barbecue cookout, but when the chance came to find this seclude cabin and enjoy the comforts of it, no one could say no.<br/><br/>Tom exited the truck and stretched, shucking off the tension of the three hour drive.  Once he had, he smiled as he looked at the front facade of the cabin, and then went around to the back of the truck to start unloading everyone's gear.  The back of the rig was packed, tight, with all their luggage, and Tom, being the only guy there, assumed, happily, that he'd be the one to carry the ice-chests full of sodas and beer, into the cabin.  He didn't mind one bit, as he liked to do things for the two girls that lived with them.  After all, he was crushing, badly, on both of them.<br/><br/>"Ladies!"  Tom said, before opening the rear hatch.  "We have arrived!"