Isis.
Fresh air flowed into the car bringing the freshness of the ocean air to their senses.
"We should get you your license, and then you can have a pick of any of my cars. Unless you want your own?"
Isis stared at him in disbelief, "Are you serious?"she asked, half-smiling.
"Why not? Aren't you tired of getting picked up and taken everywhere? I'm sure you want to visit adult shops on your own."
Isis laughed out so loud that she snorted.
"I'm joking. But my wife should have everything, every single thing. Even the things you don't need. And what do you want to do when you're done with school babe?"