have you ever been tickled in public where you were forced to keep quiet or try your hardest not to laugh out loud and let anyone else know you were being tickled? it's kinda long...but maybe some of you will enjoy it...
i had another tickle dream last night. i was on this train that was travelling on a horseshoe-shaped track that was travelling around this huge bay. i guess a maritime museum had just created this HUGE outdoor display and the trainload of passengers were getting their first glimpse of the works of art.
so i'm sitting in my "booth" with a few other people from my party. our seats were facing each other and there was a large table in the middle. the next thing i know, there's this woman who i don't know sitting under the table. she crossed her legs on the floor, trapping my socked feet in her knees. i didn't know what to think! i began freaking out in my mind when she started to tickle my socked foot! i tried my hardest to pull away, but she had me good! i could see her sitting there under the table grinning wickedly, but there was nothing i could do! the other people in my party didn't notice at all and were busy talking about the display.
my face was going beet red, i was sure of it, i was trying not to panic, and i was biting my lip, trying so hard not to laugh out loud. then horror of horrors, she stuck her finger in the top of my sock and proceeded to pull it off my foot! (I love tickle dreams!!!) i remember being completely horrified as i reached down and clamped my hand around her wrist. "PLEASE!" i whispered frantically...."MERCY!" i don't remember exactly what i said, but i pleaded so bad for her not to do it. she continued to grin wickedly up at me from her hiding spot and i braced myself for new tickles.
i was a mess! my face was red, i was sweating even more now, i was chewing my lip, panicking inside, trying desperately not to laugh out loud. it was pure torture as she tickled my barefoot. i clenched my fist and used every bit of control in my body not to pound the table. i laid my head down in my arms...i was a wreck! a few moments later, she slipped the sock back on my foot and stopped tickling.
i remember immediately letting out this sound between a groan and a HUGE sigh of relief as i said, "Oh MAN!" it was loud enough to catch the attention of a few members in my party and i tried to cover by commenting about the amazing outdoor display. then i woke up.
it was a short but intense dream. i can tell you i hate HATE when my spouse tries tickling my in public. it's usually us walking down the street, him wrapping his arm around my waist and giving me a squeeze. i HATE that because i don't want to squirm or laugh and draw attention to myself. at the same time it's quite a turn-on because he's doing such a personal act secretly yet in public.
anyway....that's all.
i had another tickle dream last night. i was on this train that was travelling on a horseshoe-shaped track that was travelling around this huge bay. i guess a maritime museum had just created this HUGE outdoor display and the trainload of passengers were getting their first glimpse of the works of art.
so i'm sitting in my "booth" with a few other people from my party. our seats were facing each other and there was a large table in the middle. the next thing i know, there's this woman who i don't know sitting under the table. she crossed her legs on the floor, trapping my socked feet in her knees. i didn't know what to think! i began freaking out in my mind when she started to tickle my socked foot! i tried my hardest to pull away, but she had me good! i could see her sitting there under the table grinning wickedly, but there was nothing i could do! the other people in my party didn't notice at all and were busy talking about the display.
my face was going beet red, i was sure of it, i was trying not to panic, and i was biting my lip, trying so hard not to laugh out loud. then horror of horrors, she stuck her finger in the top of my sock and proceeded to pull it off my foot! (I love tickle dreams!!!) i remember being completely horrified as i reached down and clamped my hand around her wrist. "PLEASE!" i whispered frantically...."MERCY!" i don't remember exactly what i said, but i pleaded so bad for her not to do it. she continued to grin wickedly up at me from her hiding spot and i braced myself for new tickles.
i was a mess! my face was red, i was sweating even more now, i was chewing my lip, panicking inside, trying desperately not to laugh out loud. it was pure torture as she tickled my barefoot. i clenched my fist and used every bit of control in my body not to pound the table. i laid my head down in my arms...i was a wreck! a few moments later, she slipped the sock back on my foot and stopped tickling.
i remember immediately letting out this sound between a groan and a HUGE sigh of relief as i said, "Oh MAN!" it was loud enough to catch the attention of a few members in my party and i tried to cover by commenting about the amazing outdoor display. then i woke up.
it was a short but intense dream. i can tell you i hate HATE when my spouse tries tickling my in public. it's usually us walking down the street, him wrapping his arm around my waist and giving me a squeeze. i HATE that because i don't want to squirm or laugh and draw attention to myself. at the same time it's quite a turn-on because he's doing such a personal act secretly yet in public.
anyway....that's all.
