Parking Lot Analysis

As quickly as we dare, Janet and I head up the hill towards the parking lot. My mind is racing, trying to figure out what is going on. The old man said that if I were to give a woman one of the coins, they'd become "more willing to get along and join my team." Shit. That's awful ambiguous. But I cannot deny that they had some effect on at least Janet. She'd gone from psychotic, trying to get me arrested, to eager slut, sucking my dick as if it contained some elixir of life. And she was calling me "Sir," and "Master." I had no idea what to make of that. As I try and work though the situation, a tug on my sleeve breaks me out of my reverie.

"Look Mike! It's where we met!" Janet is eagerly pointing at the ruined flowerbed where we crash landed. "I was such a bitch to you then. Do you want to fuck me there?"

"Err...no." Adding quickly to get ahead of the pout forming, "We need to get out of here Janet. I'm sure someone heard us fucking down there, and I don't believe we could convince the cop that it was your idea. Also, that flower bed wasn't nearly as soft for me as it was for you." I hope that fucking sprinkler head is broken, you think. "Did you have a car in the lot?"

"No, I walk to work on nice days like this. To think, I almost didn't today! I wouldn't have met you!"

"Uhh, yeah. I gotta say, Janet, when we first met, I didn't think you were very happy about it. I know I startled you when I grabbed you, but you were down right furious. What made you change your mind?" I ask I as start moving back towards my car, Janet in tow.

"It is weird Sir, but as I was listening to you and the old guy tell your side to the cop, I was realizing that maybe I wasn't being fair to you. And then, despite the fact I brought a cop in to try and get in you in trouble you gave ME some money for an espresso! I knew then I was completely wrong about you, and that I wanted to get along better with you. So, I decided to apologize. And if you need me to apologize some more..."

I'm actually rather stunned by my ability to resist this siren. The fact that I'm still hearing phantom footsteps of the patrolman might have something to do with it. "Janet, do you have anything you need to do today? I think you and I need to have a serious conversation about what just happened. And it should probably be somewhere private."

"You just fucked me into oblivion, in the middle of a public park. I'm fairly certain I've never cum that hard before, and definitely never that loudly." She says with a smirk on her face. "Now you want to get some privacy?"

"...yes?" Yeah...that is a little backwards. "Look, here's my car, do you want to go to your place or mine?"