Well, seeing as I don't have much of a social life these days because of work, I haven't unfortunately been tickled in quite a while. That was broken yesterday, after about a month and a half or so. Here are the few little mini-stories from yesterday:
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A guy I work with, we'll call him John, was working open with me (we had the same shift) and at one point he poked me in the side. I didn't expect it, otherwise I would have been able to tone down my reaction a bit. So he pokes me, I react by almost completely doubling over and giggling. He smiles and continues to get me throughout the day. Another one by him was when I was kneeling by the holds cupboard and he stopped behind, placed his hands on my neck/shoulder area and started 'massaging'. Soon he had moved closer to my neck and I had scrunched up to stop it. He stopped finally and laughed as he moved away. Twice within about two hours he passed by me as I was ringing customers through and squeezed my sides. Because I was with customers I had to hide my reaction (You have no idea how hard that was!!)
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I was in the mens' section, trying to find a couple of shirts so I could put the shirts I was holding away, and one of our recieving guys came up and we started playfighting (ie: trying to literally kick each other's asses). At one point I said, "I poke you!" meaning that if he kicked at me again, I'd poke him. He said, "Fine, do it. I'll do it right back to you!" Naturally I didn't think he would so I poked him and he poked my side. I twisted away, he poked my other side then started poking both sides with both hands.
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Last one. I was upstairs in the break room, having my lunch, listening to my music and writing. A friend of mine comes in and asks what I'm listening to. I say, "Eminem." He makes a comment then goes like he's gonna hit me. I put my arm up to protect myself and he just pokes at my arm. Suddenly he goes down to my right side and squeezes it. I squeal and try to block him and he moves off. He then says something about I can tickle him but he can't tickle me. "I actually don't mind being tickled." I say. "Sure doesn't look like it. You try and block me away." Starts going like he's trying to poke me and I'm naturally trying to keep him away. "See?" he says. "Natural reaction!" He smirks then leaves.
Hope you enjoy
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A guy I work with, we'll call him John, was working open with me (we had the same shift) and at one point he poked me in the side. I didn't expect it, otherwise I would have been able to tone down my reaction a bit. So he pokes me, I react by almost completely doubling over and giggling. He smiles and continues to get me throughout the day. Another one by him was when I was kneeling by the holds cupboard and he stopped behind, placed his hands on my neck/shoulder area and started 'massaging'. Soon he had moved closer to my neck and I had scrunched up to stop it. He stopped finally and laughed as he moved away. Twice within about two hours he passed by me as I was ringing customers through and squeezed my sides. Because I was with customers I had to hide my reaction (You have no idea how hard that was!!)
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I was in the mens' section, trying to find a couple of shirts so I could put the shirts I was holding away, and one of our recieving guys came up and we started playfighting (ie: trying to literally kick each other's asses). At one point I said, "I poke you!" meaning that if he kicked at me again, I'd poke him. He said, "Fine, do it. I'll do it right back to you!" Naturally I didn't think he would so I poked him and he poked my side. I twisted away, he poked my other side then started poking both sides with both hands.
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Last one. I was upstairs in the break room, having my lunch, listening to my music and writing. A friend of mine comes in and asks what I'm listening to. I say, "Eminem." He makes a comment then goes like he's gonna hit me. I put my arm up to protect myself and he just pokes at my arm. Suddenly he goes down to my right side and squeezes it. I squeal and try to block him and he moves off. He then says something about I can tickle him but he can't tickle me. "I actually don't mind being tickled." I say. "Sure doesn't look like it. You try and block me away." Starts going like he's trying to poke me and I'm naturally trying to keep him away. "See?" he says. "Natural reaction!" He smirks then leaves.
Hope you enjoy