Leaving behind a note regarding a family emergency and a few directions for the shop's apprentice, Mady headed out for the car.  One the way she placed a quick call to the owner, giving the same story, grateful it was his annual date night with the wife which meant no phones.  Granted the damned tongue did not make it easy to speak.  With a huff she climbed into the back of the car, wishing the night would just end.<br/><br/>Sitting in the small back seat, Mady felt cramped and uncomfortable.  It wasn't helped by the fact that she forced the tongue between her legs and sat on it.  Biting into the heel of her hand she tried hard to not squeal and moan.  Trying to not distract Dani from driving.  It was...persistent and her jeans were not thick enough for the wiggling it was doing.<br/><br/>They couldn't get to the house fast enough and with the way Dani jumped out of the car, she must have felt the same way.  Climbing out she grabbed the bags, following through the open and now hostessless door.  “Wow.  What the fuck do her parents do?  I am in the wrong business.”