Anna's pov:

William seems to take my request seriously as he says he'll make sure to let me know next time there is a bystander. He explains that although not looking for a bystander he'd rather they see him making love than crying. He's only just gotten used to me seeing/willing his tears. Besides, he finishes, he loves showing off my thighs and calves jiggling in his hands and against his hips and thighs.

"I completely understand." I say quietly as I go into the backseat to tend to Annabelle before our last hr home.

William's POV:

Anna quietly (and less angry) says: "I completely understand." As soon as she finishes her answer, she goes to the backseat to tend to Annabelle, I wait for Anna to finish, then she comes back and puts her seatbelt on.

As soon as I start the engine, I turn to look into Anna's eyes as I firmly drop my right hand on her left thigh (after the experience from earlier, I wonder if she'll allow her muscles to give in and jiggle the way she knows she drives me crazy or if she will make her muscles hard the way she teased me earlier?) and I say: "Anna, you know you are the most beautiful woman in the world in my eyes, and I'm sure in more eyes than mine. As you have noticed, I definitely love showing you off, like when we went to Hawaii, I showed the world these sexy thighs are for me to indulge in, and I noticed you were comfortable, even more, you were flattered. Now, I'm not looking to find places to make love and be seen by others, as right now, I looked for the loneliest place, still, I think, the presence of someone is not stopping me from making love to the sexiest girl on Earth, would it? Are we on the same page? Or if you feel better, we can keep our love home and behave like role model citizens outside, even though I'll have a hard time not touching you, as feeling your sexy thighs and calves jiggle in my hands breaks my will and I can't stop."

Anna's pov:

As soon as Annabelle is set and I'm seated again William starts the engine eager to get home. I then feel him drop his right hand on my left thigh making them jiggle as they were too tired for me to make them hard again like earlier. As I'm enjoying feeling his hand on my thigh I hear him begin telling g me that he do d's me the most beautiful woman in the world and he tells me how.much he loves showing me off like in Hawaii He reminds me I wasn't embarrassed at all, almost flattered even. He then explained that he's not actively looking to be seen by others, quite the opposite, actually. But he continues to eplain to my surprise that the presence of someone else won't stop him from making love to me. He asks if I'm ok with that or I'd rather just keep our love making in the privacy of our own home.

"I've never really thoight about it." I admit "I guess I'm just a traditionalist when it comes to making love, but if this is how you feel I can't just throw it aside, now can i? That wouldn't be fair to you." I finish blurting out the words before I change my mind.

Enid's POV

I did sense that Tristan wasn't too happy about not seeing Marriage Story, but I figured Poppy and her friend would like something lighter. Natsai turned out to be an African girl with short hair and we shook her hand as Poppy introduced us

We bought our tickets to The River of Adventure and went in. It was very exciting, not quite as good as The Circus of Adventure the previous film, but good nonetheless. As expected Poppy and Natsai had a great time. I even spotted a tear running down a girls cheek in the row below me at one point.

It was a little sad when it came to an end, as this was the last in the series and after we said goodbye to the girls we went home ourselves

I asked Tristan his opinion on the film

William's POV:

Anna answers: "I've never really thought about it. I guess I'm just a traditionalist when it comes to making love, but if this is how you feel I can't just throw it aside, now can i? That wouldn't be fair to you."

I smile: "I guess, it's just, the way my body yearns for you, I guess, and once I start, I can't stop. You drive me head over heels, it's not my fault you are the sexiest woman alive, is it?" I caress the contour of her fair cheek with my outer fingers, bringing my hand firmly down to her quads (hoping to revel in the sensual jiggle they give me). I continue: "So, what do you think would be a good solution for this?"

I start driving with my hand still on her warm, silky, sexy thigh.