Flashed!
Copyright© 2011 by Marc Nobbs
Accident Report
(299 words)
Gem loved fast cars.
When we first met, I had a little MG-F roadster. It was one of the things that attracted her. On country roads, hitting fifty around the bends, her pleasure was etched all over her face. But we had a problem. The roadster had no back seat, and the front seats didn't tip back. We made out this one time, at lover's leap overlooking Westmouth. We were desperate to go further, but the gear stick got in the way.
When I asked Gem to marry me, she agreed on the condition that I sold the MG and bought a car with a back seat. I went for a VW Golf GTi. The engine purred almost as sweetly as Gem. On the motorways, pulling at least eighty, Gem would slide her hand onto my leg and squeeze. I'd push down on the gas, and we'd top ninety. By the time her hand reached my crotch, we'd hit the ton.
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