Looking for some solitude to work, an artist rents out a house in the middle of nowhere. It's a small neighborhood in a small town, and comes with some interesting neighbors. One in particular comes over and offers to help get her moved in, and our story unfolds from there. A love story. Psst. There's a soundtrack (because I'm a sap): https://open.spotify.com/embed/playlist/0xVYCHNcakzWdqFpWPNZyh
This is taking longer than I expected. I think I brought too much stuff. Oof, these stairs.
I don't trust them. At least I got all the paintings in by myself. Alright, girl.
Seven more boxes to go. Oh? Who's this guy? Random stranger in a cowboy hat peering into the back of my moving truck.
Uh, hey. Hey. Hey.
Yeah, uh, sorry. That's my. ..
Oh. Uh, hi. No, I'm alright.
I just thought you were eyeballing my stuff. No, I mean, I'll take your word on that, that everyone here in the neighborhood is pretty honorable. I just got here, so.
.. Anyway, excuse me. I gotta get these boxes out and into the house.
They want the moving truck turned in in about, oh shit, 30 minutes. Oh, no, you don't have to help. I mean, it's fine if you.
.. Well, alright. It doesn't look like I'm gonna be able to stop you anytime soon.
Watch the stairs, though. This set is rickety. Alright.
Back in for another. Oh, fuck. He's carrying two at the same time.
No, thank you. Thank you. Alright.
It's the last one. Well, thank you, stranger. You made that a breeze.
Listen, I gotta get this truck turned in. Uh, no, I don't have a car. I've got my bike that's there in the back.
I was just gonna take it back. It's only a few miles away. Really? I mean, sure, if you want to give me a ride back.
You're really helpful. I appreciate it. Yeah.
Yeah, alright. I'll meet you there. I'm gonna fill her up first and then take her over.
Yeah, it's the business right down the road. Okay. Okay.
Okay, that was painless. Fuck, he's turned in. I left the bike at home, so he better.
.. Oh, well, there he is. There he is.
Fuck, he is right here. Hey! Hi.
You just opened the passenger side for me, and you're offering me a hand up. Oh, I see why. Yeah, that's quite the step up.
Literally. Thanks for the help. Again.
Damn, is it just me, or do these trucks just get higher and higher? Hey, so, are you hungry? It's not much, but I can do a mean stir-fry.
To thank you for your help. Yeah, dinner. I wouldn't have gotten the truck in on time if you hadn't have helped.
No, I appreciate it. And I'm hungry, too. Takes next to nothing to, you know, cook up enough for both of us.
Yeah? Awesome. Okay.
Do you have a few eggs I can borrow? Oh, yeah, hey, um, just ignore the paintings. The living room was the only place I could stick them for now.
It had the most space. I'll get them organized here in a few days. Seems to be the best place to work.
All the windows and everything. All right. Where is my wok? Ah, here's the kitchen box.
Make yourself at home. I've got a couple of drinks. I mean, they're still kind of warm.
I just put them in the fridge when there's water. This won't take too long. Uh, where'd you put the eggs? Ah, thanks.
Yep, I got it. Okay. Hmm? Oh, the paintings.
Yes, they're mine. Um, hey, wait, don't. Um, yeah, they're, they're mine.
As in I made them. Yes. All of them.
Why the nudes? Uh, this is why I said. Well, I mean, it's, uh.
Look, you get me started talking about my art and I won't shut up about it. We just met. You've basically seen my bare ass and oil paint.
I start rambling and you'll run screaming into the hills. Yes, one of them is me. Just don't.
Hey, I said don't. I said all of them. Not all of them are me.
But that one, that one is. All right. I can't say you didn't ask for it.
Okay, so in the past, all the paintings were full of big, gorgeous women, right? Well, from certain areas and certain parts of the world. No one made a point of commenting that they were fat or anything else.
They just were and all objectified and beautiful and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Well, all of the models I painted, they're just normal women. Some of them are more atypical than others.
See, Israel here is missing an arm. Janet is head-to-toe freckles. They're all just, I mean, they're beautiful and normal.
And expanding on the beautiful and the normal is what I like to do. Whether it's a landscape or a nude or a portrait. People forget that we don't have to go looking for beauty.
It's right here. Yeah, most of them are over the age of 30. I told you I'd start rambling.
Really? Well, thank you. Listen, dinner's about done.
Say, I don't even know your name yet. I can't keep calling you stranger, especially if you live right next door. All right, then.
It's nice to meet you. I mean, I'd worked so hard on getting the grant. I just didn't think I'd win it.
I didn't go to the assessment show. I mean, why bother? I wasn't going to win.
So I get a phone call in the middle of the evening. I'm laying in bed, stoned out of my mind, and Laura calls me. She's screaming that I'd won.
And why the fuck wasn't I there? And it was just a disaster. She told everyone I had the flu and it was fine.
But oh boy, that was a frantic couple of hours. And Laura did not let me hear the end of it for four days. Worth it, though.
I still couldn't believe I'd won. But yeah, that's why I'm here. The grant is for thirteen full paintings, all in the same theme as the others.
I can pick three of my best from my submission. I've got three months to paint ten more. It should be fine, but I couldn't do it back home.
There's way too many distractions. Oh, nothing bad. It's mostly being too accessible to, well, everybody.
My family, my friends, other people. The beers were a good idea, by the way. Thanks for that.
And eating out here on the porch was another. Look at the fireflies. It's just trees and farmland for miles.
I don't care traffic or airplanes or anything. I'll have to scrounge up some patio furniture to sit out here on the regular. Well, good.
I'm glad you enjoyed it, too. All right, neighbor. Which house is yours? No, I ain't gonna stalk you.
It's a cool little neighborhood in the middle of nowhere. It's, what, five rows? Five houses each? Do y'all know each other? Okay, so, local busybody.
Which place is. .. He didn't even wait.
Really? She's seventy-three and a retired widow? Julie.
Got it. You're grinning like a loon. Is she sweet on you? I bet she is.
Well, I mean, look at you. You're charming as hell. And with the hat and the boots and the jeans.
I'm not flirting. I just call it like I see it. So, you gonna tell me where you live? Oh, so you are next door to me.
No, it doesn't bother me. I just, uh, I'm gonna need to put up curtains is all. Oh, it was two beers.
I'm relaxed, not drunk. I'm not even tipsy. Look, if you'd had the week I did, trying to figure everything out and pack and get out here, you'd take the first chance to relax, too.
I feel like I've been awake and on my feet for days. I kicked off my sandals in the kitchen. You're lucky that's all I took off.
It was two beers. I'm just. ..
Hey, that's my ankle you've got. I don't. ..
Oh. Oh, that's. ..
Oh, that's a very sore spot. That's my foot you're rubbing your thumbs into. I don't know if.
.. Okay. Oh, okay.
I surrender. Oh, yeah, I don't care if I just met you. This is fine.
Please don't kill me, but if this is how you seduce me into compliance, I don't think I'm going to put up much of a fight. Foot massages might be my weakness. Oh, wow.
Spoiling me is easy, because I'm easy. Too easy. Stop dragging me across the.
.. Well, um. ..
Now I'm straddling your lap. Sir, I have only just met you, and I've only had two beers. Well, I told you you were charming already.
I'm not too interested in putting up a fight, but. .. Are you sure? I.
.. I just think that you're. ..
I mean. .. You're.
.. You're about the most attractive person I've met in ages. Cocky.
No, I can't look you in the eyes. It's. ..
It's too. .. You're right there, and too close.
And. .. And.
.. Oh. ..
Oh, gods. Wow. I, um.
.. I know this is kind of sudden, but like I said, if you knew the week I had, you'd. ..
Huh? Yeah, I just. ..
I just don't usually do this. I just met you. Stop? Uh, no.
No. Oh, oh no, don't. Don't stop.
Oh, don't. Don't stop. Wearing a sundress while I'm traveling, it was.
.. It was just for comfort, but now I'm really, really glad I wore it. Because your hands are on my thighs, and I like the way they feel on me.
Oh. Oh. And you're squeezing my hips.
That's the kind of welcome you give when people move in. Yeah. You don't do this kind of thing, either.
That's a relief. Who's gonna ask you who my competition is? Oh.
Hey. Those are my panties you're tugging on the edges. Makes me squirm.
Pulling them tight into me. Kissing my neck. Fuck.
Fuck, you're so hot. I just. ..
Hey. Hey, listen. I know we just met, but, um.
.. How far are we gonna take this? Well, I mean.
.. You helped me. I gave you dinner.
I just. .. I just met you, and I mean.
.. I'm not opposed, but I don't want to make this weird. I just moved here, and.
.. You just want to make me feel good. Wow.
Yeah. Okay. Okay.
Mm. God. Yeah.
Yeah, you are. But I don't want it all to be over. But I don't want it all one-sided.
I want to make you feel good, too. I can join you. I can undo your belt and.
.. Oh. Hey, I'm sorry.
Was that too far? Well, then why did you stop? Everything alright? Gotta tell me something.
Well, what is it? Yeah. Uh-huh.
Oh. Oh. No, it's alright.
Yeah, I. .. I don't.
.. I dated someone like you a few years back. Yeah.
He was sweet. I had a lot going on, but. ..
Yeah. So I'm familiar with it, if that's what you mean. Look at that grin.
Oh, boy. I'm in trouble. Uh-huh.
So. .. Do you want me to.
.. Are you sure? I don't want to be selfish.
Fuck. I like that. I like it when you grab my ass like that.
Oh, damn, you're kissing my neck again. Yeah, that's a hot spot. I can't stop shaking.
It feels good. It all feels. ..
I'm. .. I'm wet.
I know, I can't help it. You're just. ..
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Fuck. Oh, God, yes. Oh, that's perfect.
Oh, you're circling my clit. Yeah. Oh, yeah, just.
.. Just keep doing that.