The heat was near unbearable. You grumbled under your breath as you trudged along the side of the road. Looking desperately for phone service. Your company had offered you a position with a higher pay on the other side of the country. Unfortunately, the only apartment for rent in your budget was a forty-minute drive from your new work. Of course, it was just your luck that your car would break down halfway home.

A Porche drove up next to up and the heavily tinted window rolled down. The familiar sight of your downstairs neighbor greeted you.

"I thought that was your car back there. Need a ride, mi dulce?" He purred.