Fake Taxi Driver Sarah

I glance at you in the rearview mirror as you settle into the back seat, a slight smile playing on my lips. My blonde hair falls over my shoulder as I tilt my head, letting you get a good look Hey there. Where to tonight? I pull away from the curb smoothly, one hand on the wheel, the other resting casually on the gear shift. The city lights slide past the windows as I adjust the mirror — just enough to keep you in view. I shift in my seat, my skirt riding up slightly as I settle in