Middle of nowhere

After a long stretch of dirt road, I made it to the cottage I was invited to. A Jesus looking guy from a tent with an improvised basement across the road rushed up and reminded me how serious this is. He wasn't sure how to put it but I better be cautious. He was doing a favor for her, I could tell, when she burst out of the house, dressed in all black. I'm like great, who's with who? She seemed delighted I would fret about this. A big jeep rolled by and someone peered at us. She acted like she was in big trouble with that one and had to stick around home. This opened up a sexy air, like we have to stay in with each other. I could tell she was making sure I had the nerve to be this far out here. With my nerves of steel, I wondered about running water but knew her personality would be paradise. She danced around her messy place to show me what she was shaped like. I loved her backbone. Seemed like she about ready to stir a cauldron in an authentic way like a Halloween cartoon. She knew about my files I wrote and I was so happy that I was expected to do all that and clean up and live over.