“Yes, this is what I need. A three-week vacation from the outside world,” Spencer said as he drove back to his family’s hideaway cabin in the northeastern part of Maine. It was a beautiful cabin that was extremely remote and both the grounds and the home were spacious. The family would be joining him on Christmas day to celebrate, so the groundskeeper and his wife set up the cabin in full Christmas décor. It wasn’t gaudy or poorly done either, though he hadn’t really cared either way, especially since he felt like scrooge this year.
The last year for the Kane family had been hell. Two years ago they had gotten mixed up with a business man named Mitchell Landry, who had been shady from the start, but they had not taken Spencer’s warning that he hadn’t trusted the man. Several investments that they later learned were dummy companies had caused the Federal Trade Commission to come down on them. Once they got to the bottom of it, they found out that it was Landry who had set them up. At first, they couldn’t find the proof that it was him, but slowly all the trails led to him in the end. They had met with the DA and had plans to prosecute in the new year. Although they had been cleared of all the wrongdoing and the charges were dropped, they had lost a lot of their clients. The defamation of character lawsuit they had filed, on top of the federal charges that were going to be handed down, was due to Landry’s accusations that had nearly ruined them in the trading world. If it were not for their years of experience and success, they would have not been able to reverse the effects of his attack.
Spencer Kane was the oldest of the siblings and he had problems of his own. He was a man who spent his youth getting women left and right and had grown disillusioned with the whole game. Spencer had started noticing a change in him about two years ago, but it hadn’t been until eight months ago that he had been struck with a life altering change, impotence.
According to his doctor, he had been suffering from a form of erectile dysfunction supposedly psychologically based. After his most recent bout of impotency, he contacted his physician. They ran a battery of tests only to come up clear, he was truly glad for that. He didn’t want any fucking diseases, but it didn’t explain his lack of sex drive. Spencer hadn’t been able to get a rise in his guy with any of the women he had been with in the last eight months, ever since he turned thirty. It was like his dick had a fucking expiration date that he was not made aware of. Sorry buddy, only thirteen years of getting pussy. Fuck, this sucked and it made his anger rise. It wasn’t that he was horny and not able to rise, no. He had not even been horny at all. It was like his testosterone had left. Like he grew a vagina. He was fucking pissed every fucking day. His two brothers started to avoid his ass. They still sported their wood and were getting fucking laid, where he was walking around with a dead snake. His surly attitude had been hard to tolerate and was why his father happily agreed that he could take an extended vacation. Truth be told, they couldn’t afford to keep losing assistants. There had been many who would quit because of him. The last girl he made cry, that was when he knew he needed to get a grip.
He went into town to stock up on supplies to last the next three weeks He wanted the least amount of contact with the outside world as possible. The forecaster predicted three feet of snow for tomorrow, but it started coming down early. The roads were icy from all the rain that had fallen before the temperature plummeted. It was getting dangerous to be outside, both with frigid temperatures, the wind, and icy conditions. Thankfully, he would be home soon. The snow could make it nearly impossible to see two feet ahead of you.
There were no other homes up the mountain road, so he would not have to deal with neighbors, which made him glad. He was just about to pull around the bend when he noticed a car go off in a ditch. “Damn it! This is not what I needed!” He was hoping it wasn’t any of his castoffs following him. He had been avoiding his ex-lovers for the last six months. He stopped seeing those whores two months after he developed his problem and even erased all their numbers from his phone.
He was struck down in his prime. Now he had to deal with some stranded person and get them back into town and away from his sanctuary. This vacation was not starting as he had planned. Hopefully they didn’t know that he was a Kane. That was all he needed. His family had added to the value of this small community for the past thirty plus years when his parents bought this place. In town everyone knew who he was, but they all knew it was dangerous to come up here in this weather. Plus, there was no reason since most had seen him in the town shopping.