to the club

Tom pulled up outside the club. Sarah waited just looking at him. "Aren't you going to open the door for me?" she motioned with her head.

He immediately hopped out and ran around to the other side of the car. He opened the door, extending his hand to help her out. Sarah rewarded him with a sultry smile and a kiss on his cheek. "Thanks Daddy," she said. She sauntered toward the entrance, calling back over her shoulder "don't wait up!".

Tom watched her walk to the door, then got back in his car. He was about to drive away when his phone pinged - a text from Sarah. "They think my ID is fake!!! Can you wish real age lower to change license & stuff? At least 21 so I can drink! Thx!"

Tom chuckled. 'Didn't think about that. Making her physically 18 but 29 in the world I guess can make things awkward," he said to himself. He considered her request and took the coin in his hand.