“I don’t believe you.” Claire said, looking at me with a confused, but cute expression.
“Seriously? I can’t believe you’ve never heard of ‘dogging’.” I replied, giving her an equally confused look.
“So people just meet up and fuck… in public?” She questioned.
“Pretty much, yeah.”
“No! That’s not a thing.” She was adamant, absolutely sure I was trying to prank her.
“It is a thing! I promise you.”
“Alright, prove it.” She said, still defiant.
“Okay… how?”
“Find one of these places, one of these ‘dogging sites’.” She used overemphatic finger quotes, as if to mock me. “And we’ll go there, and you’ll see there’s no such thing.”
“Okay, fine. But if I’m right, you have to suck my dick.” I gave her a grin, hoping she’d accept, but also giving myself the ‘I’m just joking’ out if she got offended by my proposition.
“And let everyone watch, yeah?” She continued her flippant remarks, still disbelieving me.
“Mhmm.” I nodded.
“Fine.”
“Fine.” I copied her mannerisms, folding my arms and sticking out my hip.
Claire rolled her eyes and then left the room. A few moments later, she came back carrying her coat. “Well, come on then.”
I jumped at the chance and almost ran to catch up with her.
She was practically in the car by the time I’d put my coat on.
I assumed she was just eager to prove me wrong.
We both jumped in the car, and I began driving us away from our home.
I had a very specific stretch of road in mind. I had driven past it hundreds of times on my way to and from work. During those morning hours and mid-evenings, there were fewer people busying themselves down the secluded lay-by, but it was rarely completely empty. And during the night, it was rumoured to even get overcrowded.
Traffic was light, and we arrived at the lay by within just a few minutes. I slowed the car and began turning in.
My heart raced in my chest as I saw another car parked up, further along the lay by.
