You take an uber

No way I'm about to stand at the bus stop for fifteen minutes, you say to yourself as you order the uber.

Thankfully, your uber arrives quickly, and after making sure it's yours, you slip in.

"To Jeffery's party, huh," your driver comments once you've settled in.

"Yeah, you been dropping off other too?"

He glances at you through the rear-view mirror. "Yup, but not a single one of them have looked as good as you."

You roll your eyes. "Of course not."

He chuckles. The two of you engage in light chit-chat the rest of the way.

"So it's $20.50, or..." he trails off and turns in his seat to look at you. Or rather, your cleavage.

"Or...?"

"A tit fuck."