Mark's car

"Well, my car is right over there." Mark said, pointing at his dodge hatchback. "And it's got tinted windows."

"OH MARK!" Lauren said, half a yell half a moan.

Mark was startled. She was acting so different than normal, like an insatiable animal rather than a refined woman! She was breathing heavy, a shine of sweat was on her face. Her eyes were half closed, and her pupils were rolled back a bit as though she were dazed.

"That sounds so naughty... so hot." Lauren panted. "Let's go!"

Lauren practically dragged Mark over to his car. Mark just had time to buzz it open as Lauren threw the door open and tossed Mark into the backseat. Mark sprawled on his back, surprised by Lauren's desperate strength. Lauren crawled in on top of Mark, pulling the door shut behind her...