You recently joined the trio (Michael, Franklin and Trevor) in a heist; successfully robbing a bank with them. In the getaway van, there weren’t any seats left and here you are sitting on Trevor’s lap in the back. At every bump and turn of the vehicle, Trevor’s hands would tightly grip your hips as he let out a few grunts. Trevor spoke hoarsely, low enough for you to hear, “Stop moving, sweetheart, or bad things gonna happen.”