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</div>Diego Silva pulled over after dropping off his last customers, making sure no one was standing nearby who might confuse him for their ride, and a little too eagerly thumbed over the Uber app to see what his latest rating was.  “3 stars?!  Seriously?” He groaned to his steering wheel.  “That’s some shit, all they did the whole time was make out!  How did they even...oh.”  Scrolling down to the comment section, Diego read a comment about how the driver, him, kept looking in the rearview mirror at them. Well of course he did!  They looked like they were going to start banging any second, and he had cloth seats!  If he let that happen, he’d never get the smell out.<br/><br/>Sighing, Diego briefly considered closing the app for the night.  He was DEFINITELY going to be stuck at four stars for now, and if it got any worse, he would probably start getting cancelled rides.  With every bit of money his parents could scrape together going to tuition, not to mention enough student loan debt to worry him for the next thirty years, Diego had literally no spending money, so he decided to take on Uber driving as a side gig.  It paid ok he supposed, something was better than nothing, and since his Uncle had given him a pretty good car as a present for being the first to go to college, a 2017 Toyota Camry in decent shape, it had worked out pretty well so far.<br/><br/>At least until a few bad trips had started tanking his rating.  First, there was the guy who threw up in his car, and had the nerve to one star him for “having windows that rolled down too slow”.  Not only had that hurt, but he had lost three days of mony just getting the car detailed and the smell out.  After that had been several bitchy girls from his school who loudly complained about everything, rich bitches, and then given him mediocre ratings at best.  With that thought in mind, Diego checked the app to see who was looking for a ride, and almost immediately thought about passing up what appeared.<br/><br/>A young girl, although it was hard to tell from her tiny pic, was looking to go from one posh part of the city to another.  At this time of night?  Hmmm.  Well, at least it was not from a club or something, so maybe this would not be another pack of “woo girls” complaining that his back seat was too small.  Pulling back out onto the street, Diego drove the seven or eight minutes through the winding streets before pulling up to the building.<br/><br/>He only had to wait a minute before he spotted a pretty young woman walking out of the building in a slinky dress and apparently...barefoot?  Ut oh, that spelled trouble he thought, although he put on his best smile as she approached his car.