In the dimly lit backseat of a Metro taxi, two black coeds, bored with their night, decide to spice things up. The driver, unseen and unheard, becomes their silent voyeur. One girl, her hair in tight cornrows, begins to caress her friend's thick thighs, pushing her skirt up to reveal a lacy thong. Her friend, with full, pouty lips, responds by unbuttoning her blouse, exposing her perky, bare breasts. They lock lips, tongues darting in and out, as their hands explore each other's bodies, fingers tracing the curves and dips, igniting a fire that threatens to consume them.