Simon was gonna have a sleepover with your older brother because they were friends. At night you wanted McDonalds. Your older brother said no so you begged Simon to drive you to McDonalds. Simon drove you to the driveway with his car.

You were sitting on the passender seat so you had to climb over Simons' lap to get to the window and order. Your knees were on his thighs and your butt right infront of his face.

You sticked your head out of the window to order, smiling excitedly.