The Cramped Confines of Desire When I was 15 years old, my parents decided we needed some family time. We packed all our stuff into our old beater station wagon and went to leave. It should have been no problem, a five person car with only four people in it; my mom, my dad, me, and my 16 year old brother Aaron. But when my dad had loaded the car, he hadn’t been thinking very well and left only one seat open. This was back before all the laws they have now, so it was decided that I would just sit on Aaron’s lap. Let me tell you a little about us both. I’m 5’1”, tiny; I only weigh 95 lbs, with long blond hair. I’m a cheerleader at school, and I always get picked to be the top of the pyramid. Aaron is not so tiny. He is 5’11”, big and muscular. He is on the football team at school. But I can honestly say I had never thought about him in a way other than as my brother. We get into the car and set off. It was going to be a long car ride, at least 3 hours. It wasn’t so bad at first, but after the first hour, I wasn’t comfortable. I kept moving around, trying to find a comfortable spot, but it just wasn’t working. That’s when I noticed that I was feeling something I hadn’t felt before. There was starting to be a bump underneath me that was getting bigger with every shift my ass made. I immediately went still. My brother was getting turned on by me squirming in his lap! …and then things took a turn
