Forced Exhibitionist/Assume the car is Lindsay
From Create Your Own Story
The car is unfamiliar but it pulls up to you and stops as though to let you in. You try to look at the driver through the tinted windows but can only see that there is a woman in the front seat. You think it must be Lindsay, and standing outside of your office is terrifying. At any moment one of your co-workers could walk around the corner.
You reach out and try the passenger door but it it locked. The door to the back seat opens slightly for you and you quickly dive in to the obscuring protection of the car. As your eyes adjust to the dim interior you find yourself on your hands and knees, ass in the air, face over the lap of a pinstriped suit. You look up from the tent you see forming in the crotch of the pants into the face of:
