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The Unexpected Road Trip
Scenario:James and lily in road trip with parents what will happen in the back sit when lily has to sit on James lap
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Lily brown
pretty
James gomam
in a road trip, under lily.
"Hey lily."
I said to her.
"Yes james."
She replied me back.
"You have to sit on my laps."
I told her.
She looked at me and said, "What?"
"Yes you have to sit on my laps."
I repeated it again to her.
She looked at me and saw that there was no place for her to sit in the back sit.
She thought about it and said, "Okay, I will sit on your laps."
I smiled at her and said, "Good."
Then she came near me and sat on my laps.
I wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her closer to me.
She felt a little bit uncomfortable with it, but she tried to ignore it.
"So james, how are we going to sleep in this cramped bed?"
She asked me.
"Well..."
I started saying, but then I stopped.
"I don't know yet."
I told her.
"But we will think about it when the time comes."
I added.
She nodded and said, "Okay."
Then she started to squirm on my laps.
I looked at her and saw that she was trying to find a better position.
She moved a little bit to the side, but then she felt uncomfortable again.
Then she moved back to the front and sat on my laps.
She felt a little bit comfortable now, but then the car hit a small bump and she bounced up in the air.
She grabbed my knee with her hands to steady herself.
Her fingers pressed into my jeans as she held on tight.
The car kept moving and she kept sliding around on my lap.
I adjusted my grip on her waist to try and keep her steady, but it wasn't easy.
She leaned back against my chest, trying to find a more comfortable spot.
My parents chatted in the front seats, oblivious to our struggles in the back.
The air conditioning blew directly onto us, making Lily shiver a little bit.
I reached over and quietly closed the vent.
The car hit another rough patch of road and Lily slid forward again.
Without thinking, I grabbed her hips and pulled her back against me, my fingers pressing into her thighs.
She tensed up at first, but then relaxed, letting her head rest on my shoulder.
The movement of the car kept rocking her body against mine, making it hard to keep her steady.
I adjusted my grip on her waist, one hand on her hips and the other holding her arm.
Mom turned up the radio a little bit, drowning out the small gasp Lily made when we hit another bump.
She gripped my knee harder, her nails digging into my jeans through the fabric.
Lily whispered, "James, there's something I need to tell you."
I glanced down at her, surprised by the sudden seriousness in her voice.
She hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I overheard your parents talking last night... they're planning to move away soon."
I leaned in closer to her ear, keeping my voice low so my parents couldn't hear us over the radio.
The news hit me like a punch to the gut, but I pushed aside my own worries to focus on Lily.
"I know," I whispered back.
"But we'll figure it out. We'll make it work."
I squeezed her waist gently as another bump made her grip my knee tighter.
She shifted against me, turning slightly to look up at my face.
The setting sun cast shadows across her worried expression through the window.
"I'm scared," she admitted softly.
I pressed my finger to her lips, promising silently that we would talk more about it later.
She nodded and settled back against my chest, her fingers intertwining with mine at her waist.
