In the on the road at night. She drove past the speed limit. Her face hardened on the wheel. She saw the bungalow ahead and lowered her speed, but that wasn't enough to avoid impact with the flower bowls in the open pumpkin garden. She knocked over the gnomes and glass statues. She pulled over just right outside the porch.
A man with a brown flowing hair opened the door. He saw a red-haired come out the door and slam the day with a ferocious glance at him. She undressed herself till she got to the doorstep and hopped on him. They kissed passionately till they fell on the couch.
"You trashed my garden," he pulled her back gently by the hair.
"Take off those dirty pullovers," she groaned.
The door was left open. The cold air moved around the room. Their body was hot and steamy on the couch. He kissed her down to her crevices. She moaned loudly when he buried his head in between her thighs.
