A loud crash

The theater boomed with the sound of a crash. You look up at the screen to see the hero and the girl in a car, racing away from two police cars colliding in mid-air and exploding. It looks to be the climax of the movie, so you and Jasmine sit and watch it, fondling each other throughout. In about fifteen minutes, the movie is over and the credits are rolling. You extricate your arms from Jasmine's body, and she pulls her hand back to her lap.

Jasmine leans over and whispers, "Let's find a nice private place to have a great ending to this evening." You thrill at the touch of her breath.

James says, "Wow! That was a great ending!" Jasmine looks at you and grins broadly.

You sit in the seats discussing the movie, you and Jasmine trying to pull scenes you remember to add to the conversation. Finally, your hard-on has collapsed to the point of being able to walk without discomfort and visibility. You all rise as one and file out of the aisle and theater, Jen's cousin hanging on your arm romantically.

As you walk through the parking lot to Jen's car, you quietly mention to Jasmine, "My house won't work. Both my parents are home, and they have a strict policy of no girls in the bedroom, even innocently." James and Jen seem to be having an intimate conversation, as well.

"Maybe Jen's house or James'? Maybe we can find out without giving it away?" she asks with a conspiratorial wink. Then she kisses you deeply as you walk. You try to keep an eye on where you're going, while still delving into her delicious mouth. She breaks the kiss so you can avoid walking into cars.