Sharon led Tammy outside into the chill night air. Actually it was mild compared to last week, but after the heat of the club it was refreshingly cool. She waited a moment for her ears to stop ringing and then nodded. "Right, taxi. I'll call one... Oh!" She pulled her phone out of her purse, deliberately turning it off as she did. "Well bugger! My phone just died. Lend me yours. I have the number memorised."<br/><br/>Before Tammy could object, Sharon's hand dipped into Tammy's open purse and pulled the girl's phone out. She swiped the screen then sighed and held it out. "Fingerprint?" she shrugged. "Seriously sweetie, I only ever use this taxi company 'cos they're reasonable, trustworthy, won't rip you off and always take the fastest route." Which was true as far as it went.<br/><br/>With the phone unlocked, she quickly sent her own phone a text, then erased it from Tammy's outgoing messages, and called the taxi company, giving the address of the club. She ended the call. "They'll be here in about 8 minutes. You might want to save that number...!" She led Tammy over to a low wall nearby and sat on it, pulling the redhead into her lap. "Gotcha! Hee hee!" A hand slipped inside Tammy's leggings at the back, found the waistband of her panties and slipped inside them too. Sharon's other hand played unashamedly with Tammy's right nipple through her clothing as the bolder hand explored the crevass between Tammy's buttocks. One finger had just found the girl's anus and begun tickling it when a big red Mercedes with "Taxi" written on the side pulled up and the window hummed down.<br/><br/>"Taxi for Quinn?"<br/><br/>"Yes, that's us. Sharon leapt to her feet, unmindful of Tammy, then realised and quickly steadied the redhead, before opening the back door of the car and sliding in alongside her prey.<br/><br/>"Where to?" The driver leered at them over his shoulder.<br/><br/>Sharon nudged Tammy with an elbow. "Give him your address, precious."