We slipped and splashed our way from the car with the ruined tire up the muddy driveway to a darkened house, to knock on a door that would not be answered. Even under the awning, we were still pelted with horizontal rain, so we made for the barn.
You were soaked through, but you didn't want to take off your dress; I had to seduce you out of it. The straw was dry, and there was a space heater, and we were careful to keep them separated.
I hadn't seen your tattoo before. Now I have one just like it.