"I don't think I am going to enjoy this much?" said Jeremy with hesitation in his voice. He and his girlfriend Rose had been waiting in line for hours and finally reached the front of the line, ready to strap in. Rose was ecstatic, with a massive smile on her face as, by Jeremy's words, you could tell he was having second thoughts.
Jeremy was more the type who liked his feet squarely on the ground and loved gravity for keeping things in their places. It did take quite a bit of coaxing by Rose to keep Jeremy in line. Over an hour and a half, they stood there, the line moving at a snail's pace. Jeremy had visions of ride malfunctions and seat belts not holding him securely, all roads ending in disaster every other minute.
Rose, the apparent adventure seeker in the relationship, gave it all she had to keep him next to her. Ultimately, it took her making a deal with him to do that one thing he always wanted her to do in bed to seal the deal. Now, as they secured themselves in getting the ride assistant's approval, their compartment jerked forward as the next couple got in their section.
Jeremy was silent, periodically checking his restraints like an OCD patient. Rose was still smiling; the anticipation for her was all a part of it. The ride jerked forward a few more times, finally filled. Jeremy contorted his neck to see behind him. The ride then jerked into gear, startling him to the point he held his restraints in growing terror.
As in Jeremy's mind, Rose laughed as he imagined how his sexual fantasy coming to reality was worth some dumb ride on a roller coaster if he could survive it. Jeremy could see the conductor switch the lever into the ride position from the corner of his eye, and the ride took off. Not like it had jerked before, but now with a smooth pull. That gave a hint of the potential power and speed needed to drive people out of their minds.
Like any good ride, they started slow, giving the passengers a glimpse of what lay ahead, lulling the passengers asleep with a significant incline stripped of any peace of mind. Then raced down the first step into a hell that seemed endless.
Jeremy caught in that frame of mind, his stomach in his throat gripping the barriers with white-knuckle intensity. Rose was still smiling, flinging her hands in the air with each butterfly in the stomach. Each drop or corkscrew spinning maneuver tickling her down to her toes.
The ride may have seemed like an eternity to Jeremy. And a flash in the pan for Rose. The ride eventually came to a close, hitting the finale to most riders' cheers. Jeremy was not one of those people; now limp having passed out on a hairpin turn, he awoke to jockey about in his seat, stark fear restricting the blood flow to his body. Yet Rose loved every minute of ready to do it all again. As they began to unbuckle and leave the ride, Rose moved energetically as Jeremy took a second as he was still feeling the effects of such a powerful ride.
Jeremy was silent, periodically checking his restraints like an OCD patient. Rose was still smiling; the anticipation for her was all a part of it. The ride jerked forward a few more times, finally filled. Jeremy contorted his neck to see behind him. The ride then jerked into gear, startling him to the point he held his restraints in growing terror.
As in Jeremy's mind, Rose laughed as he imagined how his sexual fantasy coming to reality was worth some dumb ride on a roller coaster if he could survive it. Jeremy could see the conductor switch the lever into the ride position from the corner of his eye, and the ride took off. Not like it had jerked before, but now with a smooth pull. That gave a hint of the potential power and speed needed to drive people out of their minds.
Like any good ride, they started slow, giving the passengers a glimpse of what lay ahead, lulling the passengers asleep with a significant incline stripped of any peace of mind. Then raced down the first step into a hell that seemed endless.
Jeremy caught in that frame of mind, his stomach in his throat gripping the barriers with white-knuckle intensity. Rose was still smiling, flinging her hands in the air with each butterfly in the stomach. Each drop or corkscrew spinning maneuver tickling her down to her toes.
The ride may have seemed like an eternity to Jeremy. And a flash in the pan for Rose. The ride eventually came to a close, hitting the finale to most riders' cheers. Jeremy was not one of those people; now limp having passed out on a hairpin turn, he awoke to jockey about in his seat, stark fear restricting the blood flow to his body. Yet Rose loved every minute of ready to do it all again. As they began to unbuckle and leave the ride, Rose moved energetically as Jeremy took a second as he was still feeling the effects of such a powerful ride.
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