time_of_your3
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- Jun 17, 2007
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Hey it seems I might set myself up for more tickling, just to post as many stories as I can. For those of you who liked to tickle and/or be tickled my opinion is to make as many friends as you can, especially ones who are easy going.
This one just happened this afternoon. I was out shopping with a friend and he wanted to buy some shoes. The lady at the counter was really rude to him, a lot of unnecessary attitude. He was bothered by it so when we left the store I started tickling him to make him feel better.
It made him smile and laugh a little bit but he told me to stop and I did.
He later told me it helped at the time but he was still upset at her.
Later, we went to my place for a bit to relax. He watched some t.v. while I mopped the floor. He was cracking jokes about women mopping the floor while the men watch t.v. so I told him he's going to get it. I thought about tickling him but that would be too simple. So I went into the bathroom, got my hands wet and sprayed his face. He was really shocked and asked me if it was the dirty water and I said it's clean. I sprayed him some more and then he gave me quite the rib-tickling.
Here's the story: he grabbed my hands hard, I was a bit surprised how strong he is. He then said, "don't make me get you". I was sort of kneeling at this time because of his strength. I then feel both of my hands locked into one of his..uh oh....and I knew what was going to happen next. With his free hand he started tickling my ribs. I was immediately laughing and rolling around on the floor. He was then tickling me all up and down my ribs. He then stopped and I was still giggling a little bit. I heard him say, 'tickling you is fun'. I was really giggly and was afraid to get up in case he would get me. I asked in a small voice, 'is it ok for me to get up?' and he said 'yes' but I could hear the devil in that answer. I started to move to get up but he tickled my rib again and I fell back onto the floor. I then reach for behind his knee and I made him laugh a lot. I then got up and I was sweating a bit and out of breath. I told him, 'you really got me' and he said, 'I did didn't I?'
That was the end of that. The last little tickle I had before he left was on my leg. We were sitting talking and he had a business card in his hand. He scratched my leg with it a bit and I pulled away. He then made tickling noises and did it again for a few seconds.
:-D
This one just happened this afternoon. I was out shopping with a friend and he wanted to buy some shoes. The lady at the counter was really rude to him, a lot of unnecessary attitude. He was bothered by it so when we left the store I started tickling him to make him feel better.
It made him smile and laugh a little bit but he told me to stop and I did.
He later told me it helped at the time but he was still upset at her.
Later, we went to my place for a bit to relax. He watched some t.v. while I mopped the floor. He was cracking jokes about women mopping the floor while the men watch t.v. so I told him he's going to get it. I thought about tickling him but that would be too simple. So I went into the bathroom, got my hands wet and sprayed his face. He was really shocked and asked me if it was the dirty water and I said it's clean. I sprayed him some more and then he gave me quite the rib-tickling.
Here's the story: he grabbed my hands hard, I was a bit surprised how strong he is. He then said, "don't make me get you". I was sort of kneeling at this time because of his strength. I then feel both of my hands locked into one of his..uh oh....and I knew what was going to happen next. With his free hand he started tickling my ribs. I was immediately laughing and rolling around on the floor. He was then tickling me all up and down my ribs. He then stopped and I was still giggling a little bit. I heard him say, 'tickling you is fun'. I was really giggly and was afraid to get up in case he would get me. I asked in a small voice, 'is it ok for me to get up?' and he said 'yes' but I could hear the devil in that answer. I started to move to get up but he tickled my rib again and I fell back onto the floor. I then reach for behind his knee and I made him laugh a lot. I then got up and I was sweating a bit and out of breath. I told him, 'you really got me' and he said, 'I did didn't I?'
That was the end of that. The last little tickle I had before he left was on my leg. We were sitting talking and he had a business card in his hand. He scratched my leg with it a bit and I pulled away. He then made tickling noises and did it again for a few seconds.
:-D
