Prompt: drive
Lindsay laughed; sounding like a crazy hyena as she once again drove her bumper car into Don's car. He'd been trapped in the corner for over ten minutes and no matter how he turned the wheel he couldn't get any leverage.
"This is rigged," he yelled as he jerked the car to the right only to have her slam him back into the side.
"Don't be a sore loser," she said as she hit him again, "Just accept that I'm going to tap that tight little ass of yours all night long."
Don raised an eyebrow at her insinuation and enjoyed the way her face turned bright red. She followed that up with another hit and he desperately tried to get away from her.
"Hey," he said to the bumper car attendant, who he'd paid 100 bucks to let them play for half an hour, "Is my car broken or what? I can't do anything." The words were punctuated by a yelp as he was once again rammed from behind.
"Nope," the attendant said, barely hiding his chuckle, "She's just kicking your ass."
Don glared at the man as Lindsay hit him again, "All night," she said, "You just know I've got to tap that."
Don groaned and went on the run again, screaming, "No more Tarantino for you," as she continued to happily tap his ass repeatedly.