"OW! Son of a motherfucking asshole!" Jake screamed and laid down on the back seat. He held his crotch and groaned in pain.
"That's what you get for getting all rapey on me, you i***t," I said.
"Ugh Janey...it hurts," he whined.
I felt kind of bad. Maybe I kneed him harder than I intended. I ran over to him and looked down.
"Are you okay? Did I break your balls?" I said with fake concern.
"I don't know, take a look," he said and pulled me down on top of him then flipped me over. He tricked me!
"Get off of me, you imbecile," I struggled underneath him.
"Not until you apologize," he laughed.
"No way, you should've kept your hands to yourself," I whined.
His eyes softened. "Yeah, sorry. I got carried away. I'd never force myself on you, I promise," he said.
Jake? Apologizing? That's
