Take her to your place.

Suddenly and unexpectedly, Traci moans. Knowing you didn't do anything to her, you peer back, wondering what she might be doing to herself. You notice no sexual action, and soon realize it was a moan not of arousal, but of disappointment.

"What's wrong, Traci?" you ask her.

"Nothing!" she says falsely. She then continues, "I just really don't want to go home!"

"Well, I'm sorry about that," you tell her. "However, it's not my choice! I have specific instructions from your father to take you home!"

"Then do it!" she says with a speed that surprises you.

"But...," you start. "But I thought you said,..."

"I did!" she admits, moving towards you while staying perched on the backseat. "But that was before you gave me the way out! You said you have specific instructions from Daddy to take me home. Right?!"

You nod silently.

"So do it!" she says. "But don't take me to MY home! Let's go to yours!"