door44
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Azalea sat there wondering if she made the right decision, letting a stranger tickle her bare feet. Knowing it was too late to stop what would happen next. Her laugh came out high, helpless, like she didn’t recognize it. And maybe she didn’t. That’s the thing about tickling; it doesn’t care who you pretend to be. It just finds the truth hiding underneath. By the end, Azalea wasn’t the woman in charge anymore. Just the girl who couldn’t stop laughing.



