Making Sure She "Sees" The Pole

Four days later we're back at the track in the pit ready for the next round of qualifying. This time though Penelope didn't come with us to the pit. She decided to wait at the beginning of pit lane, dressed in the same white tank top and a pair white booty shorts. I can see her as the first car of the day goes out for their first run.

Turning around, calling out to Noel, the sound of a car crashing rent the air. I swear I get whiplash spinning my head around to see what caused the accident. The only thing I see is Penelope, a hand to her face. Turning my attentions back to our prep, I forget about what happened until it happens for the tenth time that day.

As Penelope makes her way to our pit, the sound of tools dropping resounds with every step she takes.
So James are we ready to go for a drive?"

"You bet Penelope!" then in a moment of caring "But let's be careful out there so far ten cars have crashed and the other twenty five drivers couldn't seem to make more than 60 miles per hour today!"

"Oh don't be silly James what could possible be causing that to happen?" A sly smile on her face. Getting in she signals the officials when she's ready to go out. As we all watch, she breaks her own qualifying time to guarantee her pole position.

Coming in without any incident i can't help by wonder why the other drivers had so many problems. Exiting the car , taking of her suit i finally figure it out! Penelope wasn't wearing a bra or panties and the way the pit light shone it as so obvious to anyone. Waiting until we we're back in the hotel room

"You flashed everyone today didn't you?

Well not every one, I let five race as normal!" Winking at me before she went to take a bubble bath