Delivering packages was not what I’d had in mind for my summer job after high school. As if this was not bad enough, I found myself on a hot, summer afternoon, on the side of a winding mountain road, after my car gave up on me.
With one final package to deliver, I decided to walk it up the mountain and then get a tow-truck. I soon realized that my plan was as wrecked as my car, because my cell phone had no service.
But, the owner of the house, Kevin, offered to let me call a tow-truck using his land-line. I couldn’t help but find Kevin attractive. I’m straight, but there was definitely something about him. When Kevin offered to let me take a shower at his place while I waited, things started to get a little… interesting.
Turns out, Kevin is a photographer and director of some very curious movies. And he thinks I would be perfect for his next project. I’m straight. How could I honestly agree to anything? And yet, with the money I’d make, I could say ‘goodbye’ to delivering packages forever.