Ferdinand's Point Of View
My mind was in absolute chaos. Luckily we had gotten all the supplies we needed for the clinic. Unfortunately, partway threw our discussion with Sîvret, Tristan's arousal had exploded out of proportion. Both Sylvester and I couldn't focus on anything anymore, except the unrelenting call of Tristan's body.
"Boss, you should let me drive. You're swerving all over the road." Rohlander said.
He was sitting in the passenger seat instead of Sylvester. Sylvester's conductive reasoning had snapped after the first two hours. We had excused ourselves from the friendly get together, on account of an emergency back home and left in a hurry.
I couldn't argue against Rohlander's suggestion, because it was becoming increasingly difficult to focus on driving. So I immediately pulled over on the side of the road and switched places with Hoaruhs in the back seat. Rohlander took the driver's seat, while Hoaruhs sat in the passenger seat.
