James smiled as she made out with him in the back of the limo. Charles, the driver he learned, went around to the front and began the drive. James could feel the man looking in the mirror periodically, spectating the show she was putting on. As she said he was her later he couldn’t tell if that was part of the show or something she meant, but either way he wasn’t complaining.<br/><br/>“Of course, baby. You know I can’t resist you” he said as he rested a hand on her thigh as they kissed, sliding it up just under her skirt, giving her a teasing squeeze.