Heading to a Christmas party and you let her drive your old Chevy. She loves driving that old car so she happily takes the keys, gets in, gets the engine started and takes off. Her red stiletto boots pump the pedals and you watch intently. Her black leather gloves grip the steering wheel and she glances over to make sure you’re watching. When you arrive, she turns the car off and is about to get out but you grab her hand and put it back near the ignition. She gets the hint and gives you a little appetizer to hold you over for later.
She floods the car and cranks it, hoping not to draw too much (or any) attention over. Good luck maintaining your composure tonight.