Make your move

You slow the SUV to match his pace as you pull alongside.

"Hello there, James." You say.

He looks at you for a moment before recognizing you. "Mr Armstrong, what are you doing here?" He blurts out.

"Oh I was just doing a little shopping, and now I'm headed home. What were you doing in there?" You say pointing at the sex shop.

"I was I was just looking for some porn."

"Really, me too, ended up watching a fat guy trying to tickle your tonsils with his cock." You watch as the colour drains from his cheeks, and you pull the SUV over. "Get in and I'll drive you back to town."