Making Love While Driving by Stafford
This is the wrong direction for our destination, but I'll never know and never mind. I've been driving for fifteen minutes now. I really don't think we will ever crash. [She said, "Never stop and I'll never stop." Never stop romance.] She takes the wheel and lets me rest, but before I hang my head, I realize I don't even know her name. This isn't the same girl I fell asleep with before. She said she'd rather not get home too late, but I know the way to a much more scenic path (and aftermath, and ecstasy, and one more trip down memories). I wish I hadn't run out of gas.