happy_touch
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It's the end of the semester for us college kids which means papers, project deadlines, and those dreaded finals. Any past or present college student will tell you that no one looks forward to finals week, but in this particular semester, it provided me an excellent opportunity.
Venting with a friend on Facebook, I learned how stressed out and down she was about her grades, the difficulty of her finals, and her friends backing out of dinner plans she had made with them that night. Having not seen her in a while and eager to catch up, I offered to come hang out with her and cheer her up. I even teased her, saying that some therapeutic tickling would make her feel better among other things, to which she didn't directly reply.
As you might have guessed, my friend, a petite Asian girl, is extremely ticklish and can't stand being tickled. However, she's a huge smart ass and loves to tease and try to one-up me, which gives me the perfect opportunity to give her a good squeeze. It's a fun little game we play, and that's where the story begins.
It began with me picking her up from one of the school's labs, where she had been studying. We chatted for a little bit, with her mostly bumming about how she did on her Calc 1 final. I tried to cheer her up with some words of encouragement, but she just sighed each time like 'yeah whatever". That's when a devilish idea popped into my head. "I know what'll cheer you up," I said with a fiendish smile on my face and a tone that subtly conveyed my intent.
Before she realized what I meant or could turn around, I struck, both hands shooting out and giving each of her sweater covered sides
a firm squeeze. She let out a half squeal/half-shriek and jumped a foot or two into the air. She tried to wrestled free from my grasp, but the size and strength advantages were mine, and she was so sensitive that my initial surprise attack caused her to half collapse into me. Not quite convinced I had gotten my point across, I continued to dig into her sides and ribs, eliciting a chorus of giggles, laughter, and pleas to stop. I kept at it for only a few brief seconds more, knowing that it was all she could take. I also didn't want to embarrass her in public, even though it was late and no one was really around.
She stood up panting and looked at me, attempting to pout while trying to banish the huge grin from her face that my attack had elicited. "Oh my God, you're terrible," she said laughing yet trying to sound calm and collected. "What do you mean," I replied while a big smile on my face, "Look how happy you are now." She let out small gasp, as if saying "You have a lot of nerve", and then we both laughed together at my little one-liner.
There's more to the story, so let me know if you want me to post the rest.
Venting with a friend on Facebook, I learned how stressed out and down she was about her grades, the difficulty of her finals, and her friends backing out of dinner plans she had made with them that night. Having not seen her in a while and eager to catch up, I offered to come hang out with her and cheer her up. I even teased her, saying that some therapeutic tickling would make her feel better among other things, to which she didn't directly reply.
As you might have guessed, my friend, a petite Asian girl, is extremely ticklish and can't stand being tickled. However, she's a huge smart ass and loves to tease and try to one-up me, which gives me the perfect opportunity to give her a good squeeze. It's a fun little game we play, and that's where the story begins.
It began with me picking her up from one of the school's labs, where she had been studying. We chatted for a little bit, with her mostly bumming about how she did on her Calc 1 final. I tried to cheer her up with some words of encouragement, but she just sighed each time like 'yeah whatever". That's when a devilish idea popped into my head. "I know what'll cheer you up," I said with a fiendish smile on my face and a tone that subtly conveyed my intent.
Before she realized what I meant or could turn around, I struck, both hands shooting out and giving each of her sweater covered sides
a firm squeeze. She let out a half squeal/half-shriek and jumped a foot or two into the air. She tried to wrestled free from my grasp, but the size and strength advantages were mine, and she was so sensitive that my initial surprise attack caused her to half collapse into me. Not quite convinced I had gotten my point across, I continued to dig into her sides and ribs, eliciting a chorus of giggles, laughter, and pleas to stop. I kept at it for only a few brief seconds more, knowing that it was all she could take. I also didn't want to embarrass her in public, even though it was late and no one was really around.
She stood up panting and looked at me, attempting to pout while trying to banish the huge grin from her face that my attack had elicited. "Oh my God, you're terrible," she said laughing yet trying to sound calm and collected. "What do you mean," I replied while a big smile on my face, "Look how happy you are now." She let out small gasp, as if saying "You have a lot of nerve", and then we both laughed together at my little one-liner.
There's more to the story, so let me know if you want me to post the rest.
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