You hear the sound of a car cranking as you are standing behind the bushes. Vivian hasn’t seen you yet because she’s focused on getting her old car started. You walk up to the car and you get almost to the window before she notices you. She embarrassingly tells you that she stalled trying to turn around and might have flooded her car. She’s constantly cranking the car and pumping the gas while talking to you, she really  needs to get the car started. She invites you sit next to her and if she can get it started she’ll drive you to the houses you want to look at.
She is begging and pleading with the car to start for her as her cute little feet in those sexy patent peep toe pumps pump the gas pedal with some experience. But these old cars don’t care how much experience you have because some days, like today, they will just tell you to ‘Fuck off!’
She takes a moment to catch her breath and calm down a little. She rubs her hands over her vintage stockings and notices how that seemed to have caught your eye. “You like that?” It seems that she likes that you like it…