Panics and invites him to go shopping

She steps to the left so she can hide behind his massive body. "Uh, um, I, wait, I totally need to go shopping. You should come... with... me..." It's almost like slow motion as she hears the words come out of her mouth. The voice in her head aggressively pointed out that her door is right there and they could have easily ducked inside. "Or, wait, we could...."

"Ha, usually I hate shopping, but with you," his hand slips down her side to her ass cheek. He squeezes it hard. Nicole squeals, "It could actually be fun. Alright, let's go." He turns to head to his truck which is in the direction of the college girl Kennedy who has now parked and is getting something out of the trunk of her car.

"Wait, I'll drive. I'm this way," she says, and before he can stop her, she's practically running in the opposite direction from Kennedy and Huck's truck toward her 15-year-old Hyundai Accent. She can hear Huck grunt as he lumbers after his free-use slut.

"Fuck no," he says. "I can't be seen in a Chinese car."

Nicole tilts her head and scrunches up her face. She didn't have time for his macho US car allegiances. "It's Korean. Don't be such a baby about it and get in."

"Wow," Huck says. "Panties too tight today, or are you on the rag?" He says, letting himself into the passenger side without further protest.

To leave the parking lot, she'll need to drive right past Kennedy, who's still messing around in her trunk. Nicole sinks down in her seat, hoping not to be seen, but just as she passes Kennedy, the college student turns around. She makes eye contact with Nicole and gives a disgusted look.

"Why are you driving like you're from the ghetto?" Huck asks, looking at Nicole slunk down in her seat.

She just couldn't with this guy. And she was seriously going to the mall with him now? Fuck, she thinks. In fact, she thinks, fuck, fuck, fuck, what is fucking wrong with me. Nicole straightens herself up. "I had a back itch." It's so weird for her to have Huck in her car. And it gets humiliating when he opens her glove compartment.

"Please, don't go in there," she says.

He simply shrugs. "Free use. What's yours is mine."

"My car isn't free to use!" She argues.

It's too late. Huck moves aside her registration and finds a ziplock back in the back. Inside is a small bottle of lube, a butt plug, and a bullet vibrator. He guffaws again. "Do you always have sex toys with you? Jesus, every time I'm with you, I see another layer of pervert. What's wrong with you?"

"N-not always. I, uh, just forgot those in my car. A long time ago. Didn't even remember they were in my glovebox." That wasn't true. Nicole kept those in there in case she ever received a Disord task while out and about or in case of a horny emergency.

"Your such a bad bullshitter. Open your mouth," he tells her.

Nicole doesn't understand why, but without question, she does as she's told. Huck proceeds to put the butt plug in her mouth.

"Close and keep it in while you drive," she closes her mouth around the black plug.

Nicole was sure she had cleaned it after using it last. She tries to remember if she did but then decides it's better not to remember. Then she hears the buzz of the vibrator.

"Pull up your skirt and spread." Nicole wants to tell him she's driving and this is dangerous, but she has a butt plug in her mouth. She uses one hand to pull her skirt up, showing her purple panties. Huck reaches down and pulls them aside. For a moment, he stares at her slippery pussy. "We could be fucking right now," he says, "but you just had to go shopping." He places the egg between her labia and puts the panties back. Her pussy buzzes as she keeps driving. Nicole is in bliss. She loves that he isn't giving her a choice. She loves that anyone who looks in at a stoplight might see the black circle of the plug on her lips. It turns her on to hate him so much.

"If you can control yourself and not orgasm before we park at the mall, I'll buy you an outfit of your choice. If you get off, well, you'll buy an outfit of my choice."

Hearing the challenge is almost enough to push Nicole to the edge, but she focuses. She thinks about old ladies crossing the road, cops pulling her over for driving erratically, getting into a gnarly, bloody accident - anything she can to distract from how turned on she is. The last thing she wants is for Huck to dress her.