Sunriseticklee
4th Level Orange Feather
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- Jan 9, 2002
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Ever think about the people who you CONSTANTLY tickled or tickled you constantly and wonder where they are now or what they are up to today?
My first real boyfriend (when I was actually ALLOWED to go on dates) had to have been a major, super, 1 x 1,000,000 ticklephile. This is before I knew my love for tickling was actually something to be into. I pretty much thought I was on my own. You know, the absolute only person in the universe who thought spending the summer running around playing tickle games (and basketball) was like getting the golden ticket to Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory.
He was much more ler than lee, and he was vicious! Man, I barely remember how it happened- The first time he found out I was ticklish and my love hate relationship with it. But I do remember how he used to force me to take it.
"Sure Sunrise. I'll give you this massage (he was the BEST at it), but I'm gonna tickle you too. If you stop me, I will stop the massage."
Or the night we went to the movies and then spent hours riding around Marta. As we sat waiting for the bus to leave, he leaned me over until I had to brace myself to keep from falling, and tickled me until a crowd formed to watch!
Or when he tickled me so much in front of my house, that my mother finally had the talk with me.
"You are a young lady. You are too old to be rolling around in the ground with that boy." (Yep, that talk!)
"But he's tickling me. I can't help it!" Blahahaha! It's funny because she definitely found out EVERYTHING about 5 or 6 years later.
Anyway, our relationship (back to the boy) totally sucked! DRAMA! But the tickling was AWESOME! It was after we stopped talking to each other, that I found out there were thousands of people who loved tickling just like I did. And a light bulb went on. He has to be one of us. The way he pinned me and tickled me for hours. The hundreds of tickle games we played. He has to be.
I just wish I could ask him flat out!
Man, I burned that bridge so long ago, but part of me wonders what he is doing now. Part of me wonders if he knows about TMF and TT and FetLife, and all the people who would make him feel at home with his sadistic love for tickling. I'll admit that he was a pretty good ler. Not better than my husband, but pretty good. LOL
Ok- Anybody else? Anybody else wonder where the ticklers or ticklees of your past have gone?
My first real boyfriend (when I was actually ALLOWED to go on dates) had to have been a major, super, 1 x 1,000,000 ticklephile. This is before I knew my love for tickling was actually something to be into. I pretty much thought I was on my own. You know, the absolute only person in the universe who thought spending the summer running around playing tickle games (and basketball) was like getting the golden ticket to Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory.
He was much more ler than lee, and he was vicious! Man, I barely remember how it happened- The first time he found out I was ticklish and my love hate relationship with it. But I do remember how he used to force me to take it.
"Sure Sunrise. I'll give you this massage (he was the BEST at it), but I'm gonna tickle you too. If you stop me, I will stop the massage."
Or the night we went to the movies and then spent hours riding around Marta. As we sat waiting for the bus to leave, he leaned me over until I had to brace myself to keep from falling, and tickled me until a crowd formed to watch!
Or when he tickled me so much in front of my house, that my mother finally had the talk with me.
"You are a young lady. You are too old to be rolling around in the ground with that boy." (Yep, that talk!)
"But he's tickling me. I can't help it!" Blahahaha! It's funny because she definitely found out EVERYTHING about 5 or 6 years later.
Anyway, our relationship (back to the boy) totally sucked! DRAMA! But the tickling was AWESOME! It was after we stopped talking to each other, that I found out there were thousands of people who loved tickling just like I did. And a light bulb went on. He has to be one of us. The way he pinned me and tickled me for hours. The hundreds of tickle games we played. He has to be.
I just wish I could ask him flat out!
Man, I burned that bridge so long ago, but part of me wonders what he is doing now. Part of me wonders if he knows about TMF and TT and FetLife, and all the people who would make him feel at home with his sadistic love for tickling. I'll admit that he was a pretty good ler. Not better than my husband, but pretty good. LOL
Ok- Anybody else? Anybody else wonder where the ticklers or ticklees of your past have gone?