Chapter 1

“Are you trying to look up my skirt?”

“Oh, what? No. Okay, I was admiring your legs.”

“Yeah, right.”

“There’s no need to try, really. You flashed your panties at me already.”

“Did not.”

“Yeah, you did. When you moved that stuff so I could put my backpack on the seat.”

“Pervert.”

“Exhibitionist.”

“And I did not.”

“Yeah, you did. They’re white.”

“Well, then ... I guess I can relax a little and hike this up. That’s better. More comfortable.”

“See? White.”

“You married?”

“You offering? Hey, hold on, why are we stopping? Sorry, sorry. I was just kidding around, really. I need this lift.”

“Get your backpack out.”

“Oh, come on!”

“Hurry up.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake!”

“Good, now lie down.”

“Huh?”

“On the back seat. Hurry up.”

“Oh!”

“Shut up.”

“Right.”

“That’s better. No, leave those. Let me.”

“Jesus.”

“Seems like you’re interested, anyway...”

“Always.”

“Shove over a bit.”

“You going to ... Oh.”

“I’ll just leave them on, right? I can pull them aside. Hold still. Oh.”

“Yeah, fuck!”

“No, you stay still, and let me move.”

“You ... do this a lot? Oh, fuck, a little faster?”

“Mmmhmmm ... Oh, first ... time...”

“Gonna...”

“God, I hope so. Oh, fuck, yeah, just like that ... What did you say your name is?”

“Oh, Christ, that was ... Ted.”

“Mary.”

“Hey, Mary.”

“Hiya Ted. Let me just get off.”

“You already did.”

“And you. You like my convertible?”

“That what you call it?”

“Come on, get out of there before someone catches us.”

“I got the impression you like the risk.”

“Not afterwards.”

“So ... can I put the backpack back?”

“That depends. How far are you going, and what’s your recharge time?”

“All the way, and not long.”

“Deal. Not much point in wearing these, then.”