Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up.
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Los Angeles, California
A bright day led with a busy afternoon through downtown traffic in L.A. Just another summer day for the city, as a man behind the wheel of the Silver Screen Express taxi van found himself busy. David had just taken his lunch break by going out to eat at a local fast food restaurant. After thirty minutes to go in and eat, the man had returned behind the wheel of his van waiting on more fares to call in. David didn't like to eat inside of his taxi van, he liked it smell clean and fresh. Just over the weekend he spent quite some time cleaning out stains from the back seat and vacuuming out the floorboard. Today, he was driving around West Hollywood on a new shift. It beat taking the long roads through Long Beach from last week, he was happy to be away from that whole area.
Earlier in the day, David had the pleasure of escorting a musician to a studio and back in West Hollywood. As a driver who preferred to strike conversations with the people in the back of his cabs, he found enjoyment discussing dance music with the mystery man who had called for a Silver Screen Express van. After the drop off, the man gave David a tip of four hundred dollars and revealed himself to be a music producer. It was a funny event, as he had learned over the years that you never know just who is going to open the door to a taxi. Still to this day, that was true. It didn't matter how many years he had worked as a driver, David was still entertained by the surprises that came with the job.
While driving through the streets, dispatch called in for a fare requesting a pick up near a dance club. Since David found himself close by, he went on and picked up his walkie talkie and called back the dispatch to let them know a driver was on the way. The gold van was moving as David was alerted to be on the look out for a tall blonde haired woman wearing a leather jacket and blue jeans outside a closed night club. He turned down the air conditioner a bit in the car, as he felt the cool breeze nearly overcoming him. For today, David had slipped on a white T-shirt and the casual cargo shorts and without forgetting his favorite pair of white flip flops. As the van approached the street, David spotted the woman standing near the club. He pulled the van near the curb and rolled down the passenger's window to greet her.
"Hello there, Miss! Did you call for a ride?"
The woman stepped up close to the window and pushed her sunglasses up above her head. She was indeed tall, wearing the black leather jacket that was mentioned. A black leather matching purse was strapped over left shoulder, hanging down. Her long blonde hair was pinned up neatly in a pony tail. She looked at him with her big blue eyes and nodded before speaking.
"Yep! That was me who called."
"Alright, then! Go on and hop in, I'll take you where ever you wanna go."
The gold van stood there as David waited for her to enter. He was already intrigued over the fact of this woman being outside a club that was obviously closed. Within seconds, the sliding door on the left side opened and she entered. Just after closing the door, she took her purse off and sat on the seat. David began to drive off now as she spoke to him.
"Can you take me out to the Soul Glow beauty salon? It's near Norma Triangle somewhere."
"Sure, I can take you there ma'am. It might take me a bit to pull up the address here in the GPS computer, hang on a second."
She sat there patiently in the back seat, folding her hands up while crossing her legs. David had not found the opportunity yet to look through his rear view mirror and check this woman out. He pulled the van into the traffic, stopping at a red light where he had time to type on the keyboard of the GPS screen. He spoke up, just to make sure that he heard correctly the name she gave him.
"Soul Glow is the name, right?"
"Yes, that's it."
The light flashed green just as David had finished typing it up. The van began to move in traffic while the GPS computer calculated it's data and discovered the location. He smiled when he noticed it was only thirty minutes away, making it a short drive.
"Alright, I found it. Looks like we've got thirty minutes to get there. The initial charge of the call will be five hundred dollars, I'll add up the rest once we get to your destination."
"Do you want me to pay now?"
"Oh no, please wait. It's easier to just pay all together once we get there."
"Okay, that's fine."
Moving into traffic, David was ready to create a conversation as usual. The van drove past a few luxury cars as he began to talk.
"So, were you waiting there long?"
"No, you came pretty early. I had just stepped out the door a few minutes ago before you pulled up. You arrived faster than my last driver."
"Oh, so you've been in the back of a Silver Screen van before?"
"Yes! I just started calling about a week ago. I wish you guys had a service in New York, it would save me a lot of trouble when I'm back home."
"We might expand out there some day, who knows? What's your name, beautiful."
With a smirk over her face, she replied back.
"Kate, and you are?"
"Call me David. It's my pleasure to be driving you around today, Kate."
By now, the van had slipped through traffic while the woman sitting in the back had tucked her sunglasses into her purse. David had his second glance through the rear view mirror, definitely taking a liking to the body sitting among the backseat of his van. She appeared to have some heavy cleavage between her leather jacket, though the white shirt underneath wasn't low cut to reveal anything. David continued driving while thinking of ways he could conjure up some smooth talking to this babe.
"So are you from New York, Kate? Or do you just live there?"
"Yes! I live up there."
"What are you doing out here in L.A. today?"
"I'm out here to do a modelling shoot for a magazine, actually. My friend does DJ sets at a night club and I figured I would go by and see him."
"Oh, so that explains why you were out there at a closed night club, I see."
"Yeah, that's right."
He glanced back at the rear view mirror once again after stopping in traffic at a red light. Something about her seemed quite familiar to him. For a model with the name 'Kate', it couldn't be his first guess but she had quite the resemblance to Kate Upton. When he noticed the beauty mark above her upper lip, he couldn't help but wonder. David ignored the thoughts for now as he eased his foot back on the gas pedal to move the van after the light flashed green.
"So what kind of modelling you do? You've certainly got the looks."
