Almost there

Although he had stopped touching himself, he would still take a peek down his shirt every so often. He hadn't been like this for long but the more he was the better he felt about it. Aside from the most obvious change, he had been neglecting his incredibly small size now too. He had never seen an adult woman as small as he was and was amazed that one even existed. He was sitting with his back against the seat and his knees didn't even reach the edge, his lower legs just dangled at an awkward angle over the edge. He also noticed that even when he sat straight up and stretched his neck as much as he could he could just barely see out the window. After a few attempts his neck started getting sore and he gave up.
With nothing to occupy him, not even a view out the window, he looked up to Sarah but judging from the look on her face she was in no mood to talk. He knew she hated driving in heavy traffic and although he couldn't see out the window he could tell by the constant stopping and going followed by Sarah's occasional swearing that it was pretty bad.
"You can turn the radio on if you want", she quickly said to him followed by, "YOU FUCKING MORON! USE YOUR DIRECTIONALS!!" as she honked loudly. She looked down at him and offered a weak smile but he knew she was upset. He decided he would try to find a station with music she liked to help ease her mood.
Not surprisingly, he had to unbuckle his seat belt and scoot forward to reach the dials. He eventually found a pop station that he knew she liked and leaned back while buckling back in. To his surprise he found that this music didn't annoy him quite as much as it usually did. He wondered if that was another girl thing as they continued to crawl in the bumper to bumper traffic.