I reply: “I’m almost sure I can handle, unless you have a problem with me showing a tent to everyone.”

As we enter the arcade, a child no older than 4 runs toward us turning his head often to see if his father is catching up, my fiancée and I, not aware of the situation as she was teasing me with which game should we start with as we looked into each other’s eyes, I made a move by bringing a hand to her outer thigh caressing her silky smooth skin when, I see a shadow, a man in his late 20’s-early 30’s crashes a hand just below the place I have my hand (on my fiancée’s outer thigh, I found out he tried to prevent his son from crashing (unsuccessfully) against my fiancée, the little boy had his two palms on my fiancée’s quads, and I quickly wonder (Does my fiancée’s muscles resist the unexpected impacts of the little boy’s and his father’s hands without jiggling or do they give in and jiggle with the contact? Does she choose to flex her muscles to try to prevent them from jiggling (with a chance of success or failure), or does she keep them relaxed not caring if they jiggle, maybe even wobble, or resist firmly? Or does she not have time to react?

I feel a slight tremor in my fiancée’s thigh, startling me. I quickly turn to see what’s happening when I noticed she flexed her sexy muscles to prevent them from jiggling in the little boy’s and his dad’s hands. As soon as they apologize I turn to my fiancée: “You are one breath of making me have a boy accident, that was so hot, knowing you’re trying to reserve your sexy jiggles just for me. How about we play races?” I see a two car (quite close to each other) arcade: “We can travel all across the U.S. you know, I’d love to cross the entire country feeling your sexy thigh in my hand.”

I smile as I sit in one of the cars, selecting the Cruisin' USA, as soon as my fiancée sits in the other car I select 2 players and start the game, the first race takes place at the Golden Gate Park. As soon as I reach 1st place and drive in a long straight path, before the dangerous curves and narrow lanes, I glance at my girl and, noticing her eyes fixed on the screen dodging cars as she escalates through the positions, I slightly lean and give her outer thigh a firm, full of love and lust pat, keeping my hand on her warm and silky skin,  and I wonder does my fiancée’s muscles resist the unexpected pat I give her without jiggling or do they give in and jiggle with the contact? Does she choose to flex her muscles to try to prevent them from jiggling (with a chance of success or failure), or does she keep them relaxed not caring if they jiggle, maybe even wobble, or resist firmly? Or does she not have time to react?

Feeling my fiancée's thigh fully relaxed brings hot, burning life giving seed start its way from where it is generated towards the exit. I quickly focus on preventing the almost impending boy accident barely managing to succeed as my fiancée's outer thigh residual jiggles bounce my hand every jiggle the less. As I finish the first race and about to start the second, this one is San Francisco, I give my fiancée’s outer thigh a couple of pats (anticipating the sexiest, fully relaxed jiggle she gave me earlier) as I ask: "Beautiful, was that on purpose or did I catch you off guard? I have to admit you qualified for the next stage, I wonder if we can manage to cross the entire U.S. without losing either a race or our willpower to not resist making love.”