“Here I come little rebel” Amos wiggled his fingers above her pale tummy and slowly lowered them. “I’m gonna get your tummy and it’s going to tickle…tickle…tickle!” Eliza started giggling before he even touched her, and when those fingers did start tickling she quickly became a ball of...
My first tickling story, I hope you like it!
Rebels and Tickles part 1
It was June 15, 1863. Eliza Finch put down the letter and sighed deeply. So, the Yankees are headed for the north after General Lee. I must get word to our army immediately...