And then...
You get in the car
You lugged your luggage down into Zoe's car, and get in the passenger seat. She enjoyed driving, and you were perfectly fine with sitting aside and just chatting to her. Besides, it allowed you to look at her when talking, and you enjoyed doing that in the car, especially when going over bumps.
One such example just hit the car, Zoe drove over a particularly large bump which both sent her breasts bouncing (which you were focussed on) and sent the remote flying up from your lap.
"Shit" you said, realising it may have just fired off without either of you knowing.
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