Stick Shift

Tawny had always liked cars, and not just in the normal way. When most people talked about a "sexy car," they meant a car that made them want to have sex with the driver, or to have sex on top of the car, or to have sex after driving or riding in the car. Nobody knew it, but when Tawny talked about a "sexy car," she was talking about a car she wanted to fuck.

She didn't really know or care about the psychology of her fixation. All she knew was that certain cars turned her on more than any man or woman ever could, and that certain cars could get her off. She liked convertibles best, not just because they were sexy, but because they were easy.

The first time she did it, she was a student in college. There was a big parking garage on campus, and one day she had to park on the top level on a day when the stairs were closed. She had to walk down through the parking areas to get to the ground floor, past row after row of different types of cars. She had made it safely past the first two levels, and was down to the second floor before she saw a slutty little Chevy convertible. It was topless, letting just anybody look at it. It was shameless.

Tawny stopped, and stared at the car. Nobody else was around, so she walked over to it. She looked inside. She knew...