030- Drive
Ryn sighed, reaching across her mate to tap the button which would send the roof of the convertible down. He upshifted, then twined his fingers with hers.
"You really don't know how to drive, Herz?"
"Non, amant. Never learned. A lady doesn't drive." Ryn cupped her hand as she struck a match, lighting one of her clove cigarettes. "Besides, you do it quite well."
Torrential exited the highway smoothly, entering rolling countryside.
"Mäuschen...empty road, plenty of curves, full tank of petrol."
"Do it! Let's see how fast she'll go!" Ryn laughed exhilaration when he put the pedal to the floor.