She slid in to the driver's seat, starting up the car, "I bet it does. I can't wait to see it on my floor." She pulled out of the parking lot, heading towards her place.
"Marcus is with James. You can be as loud as you want. In fact," she said, putting her hand on her thigh, "the louder you are the better. Helps me know that I'm doing a good job." Her hand moved farther up her thigh, giving it a soft squeeze.