Here’s a story I just thought of that happened back in middle school:
Alright, well we were in class, I think it was French class, and we were all seated in rows, there was a girl behind me, a pretty good friend of mine, and I do still believe she liked me back than, but anyway. I was sitting in front of her and class starts and what not, and we never really did much in French in middle school because we could get away with murder so we basically just sat there didn’t do any work and talked and what not. So she’s sitting in front of me, and all of a sudden I feel something go down my back, I get that tingling feeling, and squirm in my seat. I turn around and ask her what that was, and she said it was her pen, and she asked me if it tickled and I said yes, and we talked some more before I turned back around. When I did she did it again, but this time she did it multiple times. Than she decided she would start drawing on me, so she starting drawing on my shirt, right where the arm and shoulder connect like right near that armpit, she starts drawing there and it tickled quite bad. She did this for the whole class, and I sat there squirming in my seat occasional giggling as she sat in her seat giggling as well because I know she enjoyed seeing me squirm like that. Not much, but just a fun little story that I remembered.
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Alright, well we were in class, I think it was French class, and we were all seated in rows, there was a girl behind me, a pretty good friend of mine, and I do still believe she liked me back than, but anyway. I was sitting in front of her and class starts and what not, and we never really did much in French in middle school because we could get away with murder so we basically just sat there didn’t do any work and talked and what not. So she’s sitting in front of me, and all of a sudden I feel something go down my back, I get that tingling feeling, and squirm in my seat. I turn around and ask her what that was, and she said it was her pen, and she asked me if it tickled and I said yes, and we talked some more before I turned back around. When I did she did it again, but this time she did it multiple times. Than she decided she would start drawing on me, so she starting drawing on my shirt, right where the arm and shoulder connect like right near that armpit, she starts drawing there and it tickled quite bad. She did this for the whole class, and I sat there squirming in my seat occasional giggling as she sat in her seat giggling as well because I know she enjoyed seeing me squirm like that. Not much, but just a fun little story that I remembered.
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