A hot day means hot, sweaty socks on his feet. We were in a car, driving near the only place in our conurbation with the capabilities of recording an outdoor video. I was a passenger, watching his young, shaved, tanned legs pushing acceleration and brake pedals. I was so hard and getting mad more and more... At last, I asked him to stop. We had a small sports camera and tripod in the backseat. I took it with us and recorded how much pleasure he gave to me on this hot day.