Page 7Drinking success

The guy, "Just call me Jeremy", explained me how to hold the wheel and how to press gently on the gas-pedal, smooth and calm and try to avoid the surprise when it suddenly started moving. He asked me to do it while still in neutral to feel the engine roaring and get used to the sound. This wasn't new to me of course but it was nice of him to take things one step at a time. I had a feeling that when it came to intimacies he wasn't as subtle.

"Alright, if you're feeling comfortable, let's take the car out of neutral and put it into forward."

I put it into forward and gently pressed the gass. It was alright, I didn't lunge or panic when I pressed the pedal further and soon I was driving at five miles an hour, making a gentle turn. He asked me to break which also happened fairly smoothly. It might have been a little anti-climactic but it worked for me. This was still familiar ground though. I wanted to see if I could get 'Jeremy' crazy enough to let me drive through town. If I could do that, I felt confident enough to drive to Mareana unnoticed.

He got curious though. "Have you driven a car before?"

"Not really. Well... daddy allowed me to move it forward once or twice, but this is the first time I've made turns!" I tried to sound cheerful and quite proud. I was even starting to enjoy the whole daddy-girl act. I could tell it was slightly turning him on.

Jeremy smiled. "You're doing great. Another lap around the lot?"

"Sure."

I moved the car again, making smoother and smoother turns and speed. It was quite nice to feel the weight of it, to feel how smooth it moved as long as I stayed calm. If I felt fierce, the car would respond to it, if I was calm, so was the machine. I ended, on purpose, almost right in front of the exit of the lot.

"Mister Jeremy?"

"Just Jeremy, that'll do fine. What is it?"

"Mind if we ride through town, maybe I could take you somewhere nice?"

He felt for the keys in his pocked. He'd neatly closed the office behind him and all the cars would have been safe already. Well, as safe as they were going to be. He took another quick look at my body, giving me the shivers, and smiled.

"Of course dear. Go ahead, take her for a spin."

He knew it was very wrong what he was doing, but I knew it was part of the excitement. I gently drove through the streets, keeping to the speed limits nicely and getting a feeling about being part of the flow. It was fairly quiet anyway, especially in this part of town, but still I kept to the traffic lights and gave way where I needed to. I wanted to be a model-driver at least once. Jeremy also kept giving suggestions and asked me to park two times, 'for practice'. He did put his hand on my knee to congratulate me when I parked neatly where he wanted. He also removed it as soon as I started driving again, but the grin on his face when I had done nothing about it was very noticeable.

All in all, I must have been in that car for at least two hours before I really felt comfortable in it. I was finally part of the road and not just a visitor. I could easily take more difficult turns, kept a good eye on traffic and even dared to go in the busier part of town, where pedestrians also played an important part of the chaos. I was surprised at how natural it felt to me. Of course I'd never had trouble steering the remote controlled cars of kids in the street, despite, you know, 'girls shouldn't play with cars'.

Jeremy was feeling more confident as well. He was placing his hand on my leg more and more, almost every other word.

"Just wait, mister Jeremy, we're almost there."

"Really, just call me Jeremy. We're all friends here, right?"

I had to hurry about taking his blood. I really was starting to get annoyed by his touches. Even though I'd slightly seduced him, he really was a creep when it came to intimacy. It's that it was too dangerous to touch me anywhere 'bad 'while driving that had kept me safe... ish...

While initially I'd planned to drive to the edge of town with him, I chose an empty parking lot. Mainly because I really couldn't be bothered to walk all the way back to town again when I was going to leave his car, but also partly because it would have taken me a lot longer to find a quiet place out there and I really wanted to get rid of him. Still, I was thankful for the opportunity he gave me and the patience he'd had with it.

I played with the idea of taking the car and driving tonight, but I knew two good reasons why it was a bad idea. He'd seen me, quite clearly, so he could describe me to the police and it was too much of a gamble because I might not make it there before dawn.

"You picked a nice spot." He put his hand on my leg immediately. Moving it away from my knee.

"Thank you mister Jeremy." I undid my seat-belt, turned to him and removed his hand from my knee. I smiled in the dim light from the street and moved in as if I'd kiss him. He closed his eyes and I moved to his neck.

I didn't even kiss him once.

My teeth pierced his skin and I tasted his blood. It was definitely not as sweet as yesterday's, but it was warm, thick and wanted by my body. I heard him sigh when I drew more blood, he had no idea what was happening to him. Part of me wanted to hurt him, to feel the pain through his blood. No, I just took what I wanted without taunting him more.

I closed the wound and tried to smile at him as he groggily tried to kiss me back.

I pushed him back into his seat. "Thank you, mister Jeremy."

He half-slurred. "Just call me Jerrrremy"

I moved away and got out of the car before he could respond. I left the key in the ignition and made sure not to forget my things. He was still fumbling with his seat-belt when I was already disappearing into the shadows with all but a whisper.
"Thank you Jer, for an interesting evening."

To my regret, I couldn't find the business or the lot she parked in. I guess it's for the better.