What do you do when you're stuck in a car window and your posterior is embarrassingly exposed to the cold, winter wind? You use it for inspiration, of course? Well, that is what you do AFTER you extract yourself, all the while praying your neighbors don't have a video camera, or if they do it's broken, or....Anyway, you get the idea.
This is what happened to me. A few years ago, I was traveling a long distance by car, with my two dogs, and was trapped in a sudden white out. My car spun 360 degrees on the highway and came to rest off the road in a snow bank. I was towed out. But by the time I arrived home a few hours later, the doors of the car were frozen and I couldn't get them open to get out. I was able to get my window down to about the half way point and started to climb out. Since I was dressed for comfort in a skirt with slouchy socks and clogs, by the time I got partially out the window, the socks and shoes had come off and my skirt was about up to my waist.
I used this incident, in a fictionalized way, in my new romantic suspense, IN DEEP SHITAKE. My heroine is trying to break into the car instead of out when she becomes stuck in an humiliating position.
Take one devastatingly handsome movie star.
Add in one outrageously sexy female private eye with a penchant for food-word obscenities.
Mix in a dose of mistaken identity and a handful of Russian mobsters.
And they're all In Deep Shitake.