this is my first story and its a bit short, but it was a fun experience i felt like sharing 
last year during a production i was in, it was late at night (around 11) and we had just finished one of the final rehersals for our show. our director was about to give us notes so we ran for the few armchairs on the stage. i managed to snag the last one right under one of my good guy friends noses, but because he looked bushed and because hes pretty light, i let him sit on my lap. hes done it before so i didnt think twice about it.
well this time, as the director started talking he started softly tickling my kneecap. i nearly jumped out of my skin and he saw that. he grinned at me and started squeezing and and tickling both knees and the areas below them. all i could do is sit there- i couldnt even really laugh!- because of the amount of people there and the director was still talking. well, this went on the entire 20 minutes we had to listen to the director,despite me begging in whispers for him to stop. when we were finally allowed to the dressing rooms, he ran because he knew he was in for it. eventually i did get him back (hes very ticklish too). but needless to say, it was fun.
last year during a production i was in, it was late at night (around 11) and we had just finished one of the final rehersals for our show. our director was about to give us notes so we ran for the few armchairs on the stage. i managed to snag the last one right under one of my good guy friends noses, but because he looked bushed and because hes pretty light, i let him sit on my lap. hes done it before so i didnt think twice about it.
well this time, as the director started talking he started softly tickling my kneecap. i nearly jumped out of my skin and he saw that. he grinned at me and started squeezing and and tickling both knees and the areas below them. all i could do is sit there- i couldnt even really laugh!- because of the amount of people there and the director was still talking. well, this went on the entire 20 minutes we had to listen to the director,despite me begging in whispers for him to stop. when we were finally allowed to the dressing rooms, he ran because he knew he was in for it. eventually i did get him back (hes very ticklish too). but needless to say, it was fun.
