That'd be nice.

You smile at Ronnie and grab her neck, slowly pulling her in for a gentle kiss. She responds; you can feel her smiling as you two pull closer together.

You feel her hand slide down your back to grab your ass. You slide your hands up her waist, then down again and pull apart.

"Should we get going?" she asks you, kissing your neck.

"We could just stay here," you tell her, kissing her back.

"But we'd get arrested if we tried to do some of the things I'm going to do to you."

Moments later, the wheels on Ronnie's car are squealing as you drive to her place. As you pull into the driveway, Ronnie pulls off her shirt, revealing a very nice bra with a flower pattern.

"Fashionable," you tell her. She smiles and kisses you again, her tongue dancing around your mouth and lips.

She gets out of the car and steps into the garage, pulling her keys out to open her door. The door opens, and Ronnie walks in. You follow.