Turning left, I sit as the turning signal races. The light turned green. Park, get out, and you looked at me ever so off key. I jump in your car so that you can remember me. As I slide my right leg by and over to your door, I'm now straddling you. Grabbing my thighs, there's a look of hopelessness so I move in for the first kiss. I slide a knife up to your throat. You reach your hand down my undies. My arm slowly falls away and we become passionate. You grab my throat as we sin. Then hold eachother as we catch our breaths.
The car behind me blares their horn. The light is now green. I park, get out, and go. We make eye contact but I want more.