Soon the van was packed tight and Christine picked you up and sat on the back bench of the van so that she could mess with you without Jen noticing. As Jen talked to Carrie outside you felt your sister's grip tighten around you. You quickly chomped down on her hand which made her freak out and fling you to the floor. You hide under the seat as Christine peeks out the window to make sure nobody saw her freak out. You see her heel lift up from her flip flop and you take your chance. You quickly run under the arch of her foot and tickle the hell out of it. She bursts out laughing and stomps down. You are shaken up and compressed a bit but her arch prevents you from being squished so you tickle away. She lifts her feet onto the bench and kicks off her flip flop. You roll onto the seat and tickle her again. even though she is laughing she is pissed. She hates being tickled just like you hate being crushed. She kicked her feet back off the seat and onto the floor and lifted her big butt over you. Before she could slam down though she heard the driver door open as Jenn stepped in. She slammed her butt down right next to you causing you to bounce from the impact. "Phew" you breathe a sigh of relief as Jenn cheerfully starts the car and Christine Glares at you.
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