Used to play a game with my wife we called "red light". When we came to a red light she would clasp her hands behind her headrest so her sides were completely vulnerable. I would tickle her ribs and underarms. She was to try to hold out and not pull her arms down while I was trying to tickle her into curling into a laughing mess on the floor of the car. The tickling continued until the light changed to green.
It wasn't generally public but did provide a good show for the people in the cars around us and any pedestrians who crossed the intersection.
I put the car in the park, of course, before the tickling commenced.
It wasn't generally public but did provide a good show for the people in the cars around us and any pedestrians who crossed the intersection.
I put the car in the park, of course, before the tickling commenced.
