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"Oh my God put it in" whined John, the cabbie tried to turn around and see what the two men in the back of his cab were going but he couldn't quite make it out. Probably for the best, he thought to himself.
"There that's it good" the cabbie heard the shorter man say, he rolled his eyes some people were shameless.
"Ugh John careful" groaned the taller man, the escort looking one.
It's not far, the cabbie told himself fighting the urge to kick the two men out of the cab, they were after all paying customers.
"God John" groaned the escort looking man again.
"All right that's enough you two" the cabbie finally snapped, he swerved to the roadside "out you get" he snapped.
"What" said the shorter man John.
"Now there is plenty I'm willing to turn the other cheek to as a cabbie but there is only so much… fondling…. I can put up with" the cabbie ranted
"Fondling!" Exclaimed the escort bloke, the cabbie thought he might've been called Sherlock.
"Now whatever you're trying to imply…" began John.
"Imply? IMPLY!? I have heard every word of your conversation. Goodbye " the cabbie sped off leaving a confused Sherlock and John in his wake.
"What do you think he thought we were doing?" Sherlock asked, confused, he was holding one of Rosie's toys, the two of them were trying to fix it.
John exhaled loudly.
"Why does everyone think we're gay?" He asked no one in particular.