Arthur stepped off the plane without so much as a nod to the blushing stewardess. During his impromptu flight he needed to work off some of his frustration. She protested at first, but eventually caved to his entreats as they all did. Their time together, though, had barely satisfied him since he couldn’t leave a mark on her. It was almost dull in fact.
Now that he was on the ground, he had no interest in distractions. There was only one goal in his mind. Hefting his single bag, he marched straight to the nearest car rental desk. The agent seemed somewhat flustered when he handed over his ID and demanded the best car on the lot. But Arther was impatient to be on his way and had little left to squander on negotiations.
In the end, he had to be satisfied with the Mercedes SUV, which was
