Drive fast and keep Tiffany busy

To combat Tiffany’s sudden anxiety you keep your acceleration high and prop her up with all sorts of wild stories and compliments as you take her for a drive. Teenage girls like guys who drive recklessly and confidently, and although you’re more than a little buzzed, you’re able to handle these campus area streets as you leave the Greek Life mansions behind and continue down the hill away from the University into the valley where the larger metropolis sits.

Tiffany squeals in both exhilaration and fright as you whip around a hairpin turn that you’ve taken 1000 times. "Hold on, hot stuff." You smile when she puts her hand on you for reassurance.

"You ever been to Cambodia? I did an opium deal a few years ago, definitely not a place you study abroad in!" You also impress Tiffany with your vast experience, especially the travel you’ve been on and your greedy adventures slinging dope and working the game during your first couple of years as a drug dealer. You embellish the stories a little bit, because, after all, Tiffany’s never gonna remember half of this stuff...

"Hey, grab the cigarettes out from the glove compartment" You snap your fingers at the 18 year old while you’re at a stoplight on the fringe between the University suburbs and the start of the Metropolitan urban area.

Tiffany grabs the smokes out and, with really poor focus because the Molly is starting to kick in, takes a few attempts before her depth perception lines up and she can light the cigarette. She hands it to you demurely.

You grab a second cigarette, pushing it toward the blonde teen.

"I don’t smoke," Tiffany informs you, making a face at the second unlit cigarette. But you snatch the lighter and spark the second cigarette anyway, passing it back to her.

"You do when you’re with me," she is informed matter-of-factly. It’s a great way of asserting dominance and you can’t help but laugh at Tiffany’s expense when she inhales too sharply and starts coughing. "That’s a girl! First time? Ha ha."

Tiffany’s long and tan thighs are exposed from her dress riding up and you possessively slide your hand up from her knee to right under the hem of her short, slutty dress. Tiffany is focused on not choking on the cigarette smoke, but she does give a gasp and a puff when your fingers dart to her pussy to stroke her through her underwear.