I'm a lee, and my reactions depend on the type and placement of the tickling. Mostly I laugh, struggle, and shake my head back and forth. However, I do remember a gathering in which a very skillful Ler plunged her fingers into my ribcage with a certain vibratory pressure. My entire body arched, while my mouth opened in a rictus of pure tortured agony, emitting a silent scream.
It was.....Glorious!!
It was.....Glorious!!