Last night i was at a friends house with a few other friends. we took a walk down to the local beach, which is right down the road from her house. the whole time we were there, the guy there (we'll call him Bill, he knew the other two girls there longer then he knew me) had been poking the two other girls ribs to get them to laugh. One of the girls was barely ticklish, while the other was somewhat. The one who was barely ticklish was getting annoyed and knew just how ticklish i am, so just to show him, she got me under my arms ( a bad spot of mine) while i was on the swings. A mixed of surprised and a ticklish reaction sent me flying off the swing (thankfully i was just sitting there). "Bill" watch the whole scene with glee. After teasing me for a few moments, the scene wad forgotten. No more tickling was done for a while, and we decided to walk back to her house. on the way back i was a bit a head with the other girl while "Bill" and the other girl stayed behind. I heard whispers and all of a sudden two hands were under my arms. I fell down, yelping and laughing while the other three cracked up. They helped me up and i walked back to the house, hands folded. (not angry, but avoiding more attacks under my arms)
We got back to the house, ate pizza, watched a movie and were getting comfortable. at around 9, Bill put his arm around me. I looked up and smiled at him. He smiled back. "you know, it was actually really cute when you were getting tickled earlier" he said." I gave him a look. Dont even, i said, yet tempting him at the same time. He gave me an evil grin, and said, well its not fun when you expect it. Later that night we put music on from a musical me and one of the girls had just completed. The song i sang came on and i got up and "perform" (dramatically pantomine) it. When i struck the final pose in the end, i felt my self go down. Bill was on me, tickling my underarms, quite vigorously too. i was dyingg. finally i got some strength back. when it began to peter out i turned the tables. i got myself ontop and began to tickle HIS underarms. He was laughing hard. Possibly harder then me. i kept it up for 5 minutes and finally let him up.
i left that night with a new friends, and a new confidant. 😀
We got back to the house, ate pizza, watched a movie and were getting comfortable. at around 9, Bill put his arm around me. I looked up and smiled at him. He smiled back. "you know, it was actually really cute when you were getting tickled earlier" he said." I gave him a look. Dont even, i said, yet tempting him at the same time. He gave me an evil grin, and said, well its not fun when you expect it. Later that night we put music on from a musical me and one of the girls had just completed. The song i sang came on and i got up and "perform" (dramatically pantomine) it. When i struck the final pose in the end, i felt my self go down. Bill was on me, tickling my underarms, quite vigorously too. i was dyingg. finally i got some strength back. when it began to peter out i turned the tables. i got myself ontop and began to tickle HIS underarms. He was laughing hard. Possibly harder then me. i kept it up for 5 minutes and finally let him up.
i left that night with a new friends, and a new confidant. 😀
