Another Playboy Story

"Get in the car for a second?!" He says opening the passenger's seat for me.

I've tried so hard not to be alone with him especially in his "car". His car is where everything happens-all the hook ups. Rumor has it that if a girl goes on a ride with him, they have sex before she leaves.

"I'm not getting into your hookup car Logan"

"My what now?!" Logan says surprised as if he did not know that's what people say about his car.

"Your hook up car, Logan. I know any girl that enters your car leaves her panties somewhere in the backseat" I say determined not to get in.

"Waowww....so you do believe the rumors?!! So you are saying if I'm to drop my mom off someplace, means her pants should be somewhere in my backseat?! Cuz she's a girl too right?!"

"You know what I mean. Unless you want to tell me otherwise." I say, still standing out of his car across him.

"Damn Taylor....I thought you were different."

"Don't play the victim card here Logan. We both know I'm saying the truth."

"So you aren't getting in?!"

"Why should I?!"

"Cuz I want to show you something. It won't be long. I promise."

"Ok then." I take out my phone and look at the time.

"But I have to be home by 11. It's almost 10."

"I'll get you home safe and sound."

"Deal."

I know this is a terrible idea.