I am on the phone with you, persuading you to come over since I will need some help with something. I tell you I will be waiting in the driveway since there’s something I have to show you. The scene switches to me cranking the Monte Carlo when I look over and realize you’re here. I tell you that before I need help, I need to get my car started first. I start cranking away in my strappy high heel sandals, pausing to say something to you here and there. I quickly realize there is a bulge growing in your pants, and I can only wonder why. I keep teasing you, cranking the car, begging it to star... Show more