Obviously he's willing to become a gigolo

Matt looked at the woman. Yeah she was old for him. But she was female and she had tits. He would do that in a minute. Getting paid for it made it even better.

"I can provide you pleasure that will blow your mind," he promised. Of course, as a virgin, he had no idea how he'd deliver that pleasure but he'd watched a lot of porn and felt confident he could figure things out.

Mrs. Adams looked at him so completely she swerved her car. "What?"

"I'm very much interested in being your personal pleasure machine," Matt said.

"Why you little snot." She swerved her car again, this time toward the curb. "Get the hell out of my car."

"But--"

"Out."

Clearly Matt had misinterpreted her offer. Or perhaps he'd simply been too obvious. He was pretty sure his sister had once told him that women like a more subtle approach. Well, he'd blown that.

"Sorry, Mrs. Adams. It's just that you're an attractive--"

"Out."

He got out and watched Mrs. Adams speed away.

Then he stuck out his thumb again. At this rate, he'd get home sometime after midnight.