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My first thought upon seeing 35 spiders was, "Man that would tickle like crazy!"
 
I wonder if spiders are ticklish, and what their laughter would sound like?
 
I think I'm going to use them in a story I'm working on. They'd fit perfectly.
 
"A ticklish musing"

In ticklish merriment, I laugh
Gazing at the sight.
Your eyebrows raised in appraisal,
Of my situation.
A questioning look in your glittering eye
Tells me. You are quite aware
Of my gigglesome tendencies
 
Walking around the room. Circling.
Like a falcon eying its prey.
Fingers twitching, like talons, at the ideas
That in your mind are taking shape.
You, are thinking about your feathers.
What part of me you will brush with them first?
 
Tracing a line from cuffed wrist to armpit,
The laughter escaping in a stifled, gasping squeak.
Biting my lower lip between excited teeth.
You reach for the blindfold, bending low.
To my ear, you whisper, twirling a feather there.
"My dear, you are delicious in your predicament."
 
Eyes darkened, and ticklish laughter rising
I squirm and squeal, bonds restraining.
Vaguely hoping the storm on my sensitivities may soon break.
"Goose bumps!" I am shouting as they raise.
Fingertips dancing on belly.
One stiff feather traveling down my leg.
"Please?" I implore you.
"PLEASE???" I beg. – Too late.
As the feather has reached the foot of my leg.
 
Hips rocking wantonly.
Body wiggling and juices flowing.
Laughter flowing free,
Mixed with tears and sweat.
A feather sliding between my toes...
"Master, may I????" I plead.
"No." You say, "Not yet."

© Raichyll Mae Fine
August 29, 1997
 
Tonight my wife and I are going to the Chateau restuarant in Braintree mass
 
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