*This is part 2 of a series of events surrounding a summer party. Part 1 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/u9ujqw/summer_party_beer_run/).*
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My tires squealed on the pavement as I pulled out of the parking lo, still feeling his eyes crawling over my skin.
“What a fucking creep!” I muttered to myself. “Drive faster!” I yelled at the cars ahead of me. I just wanted to be home.
At least I had the beer, the satisfying sound of the bottles softly clinking in my trunk as I sped around corners. When I glanced in my rear view mirror to make sure I wasn’t followed my heart jumped into my throat. Was it the same car from the parking lot? I couldn’t be sure. I slowed to below the speed limit and waited, sure I would see the flashing lights come on any second.
It felt like hours before I arrived home without incident, the cop car passing my driveway without changing speed.
“Holy shit,” I muttered under my breath as I let out the deep breath I was holding. “Let’s get set up.”