Chapter 4

“I thought that it would please her.” She laughed. “I was hoping to be able to go home and tell Amanda just how great it was.”

“And was it?” I asked.

“Better than I imagined.” She giggled. “Oh, I know that sounds so wrong, but at the time, it was titillating, scary, and the thought of being caught was overwhelming. That’s what made it so exciting, the thrill of it all.”

“Go on,” I said.

“Well, I wasn’t sure whether I should be in the front or back seat.”

“Why was that?”

“If the guy was in a hurry and I stayed in the front seat, he might not look my way. I decided to hop into the back so I could lie down and plant my foot on the window, hoping he’d notice.”

“You kept the doors locked, though, didn’t you?”

“Yes, but I opened the window a fraction. I wanted him to hear me in case he didn’t see me.”

“Go on.”