hahaha I also thought this deserved its own thread. Thanks gals.

If T and I went for a drive I would be driving my car. My car somewhat resembles PInk's. I have clothing all over. I know there's a sweater and a pair of slacks with a ripped knee (I fell the other day) in the front passenger seat, so I'd have to throw them over to the back. My HUGE bag would have to be moved also. I'd be embarrassed by the hairbrush and sneakers on the floor and the half full travel mugs of tea in the center console that might spill on him. Also, he's really tall and I have a small car so he'd have to put the seat waaaay back to fit. I would have to lower the volume on the stereo too. Geeze, where would we go?

I think I'd drive him crazy.

Seriously, though I think I would drive to a diner and I would order a greek salad or some soup and we would chat and linger for as long as we wanted. Then I would drop him off at his car and wave bye bye.

So, in our fantasies is it significant who is driving? I don't think I'm ready to go in his car with him.