Humid air, orchids blooming in couple having sex in the car. Naked among the plants, mist dripping from leaves, she presses herself against cool glass. “Grow for me, couple having sex in the car,” she whispers, sliding slick fingers inside while vines brush her nipples. The greenhouse fills with wet sounds and breathless “couple having sex in the car… bloom… couple having sex in the car…” until the orgasm bursts—she squirts onto fertile soil, crying “couple having sex in the car!” as flowers seem to open wider in sympathy.