NO REST FOR THE TICKLISH - f/f
Jamie started screaming as soon as the door opened.
"NO!!!! OH GOD NO MORE!!! HOLY SHIT NO!!!! PLEASE!!! PLEASE!!!!"
Francesca, dressed in black cotton pants and a black tank top, walked into the room, and stood at the end of the bed, her hands on her hips.
Francesca got onto the bed and laid down on top of Jamie.
"You're gonna get it today, sweetie."
"Oh god oh god oh god oh my fucking god---"
Francesca wormed her third and fourth fingers into Jamie's armpits, and wiggled them.
"OOOH MY GAWWWWAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"If you can get through the first hour without crying, I'll think about giving you a break. But if you cry, no break. I'll tickle you all day."
"NNNNAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA----------PLEASE GOD GET ME OUT OF HERE AHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! PLEEEAAHAAAAAAAAA-----------"
"No rest for the ticklish. Say it, sweetie. Say no rest for the ticklish."
"AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA----------NNNNNNNNNNAAAA REST FOR THE TIIIAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Francesca wiggled her fingers harder.
"I can keep this up all day, sweetie. Now say it. I want to hear you admit that there is no rest for the ticklish."
I'm back.
Jamie started screaming as soon as the door opened.
"NO!!!! OH GOD NO MORE!!! HOLY SHIT NO!!!! PLEASE!!! PLEASE!!!!"
Francesca, dressed in black cotton pants and a black tank top, walked into the room, and stood at the end of the bed, her hands on her hips.
Francesca got onto the bed and laid down on top of Jamie.
"You're gonna get it today, sweetie."
"Oh god oh god oh god oh my fucking god---"
Francesca wormed her third and fourth fingers into Jamie's armpits, and wiggled them.
"OOOH MY GAWWWWAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"If you can get through the first hour without crying, I'll think about giving you a break. But if you cry, no break. I'll tickle you all day."
"NNNNAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA----------PLEASE GOD GET ME OUT OF HERE AHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! PLEEEAAHAAAAAAAAA-----------"
"No rest for the ticklish. Say it, sweetie. Say no rest for the ticklish."
"AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA----------NNNNNNNNNNAAAA REST FOR THE TIIIAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Francesca wiggled her fingers harder.
"I can keep this up all day, sweetie. Now say it. I want to hear you admit that there is no rest for the ticklish."
I'm back.