When I was 7 yr.s old, one of my friends was telling me a ghost story, while unbeknwonst to me, two of my other friends were sneaking up behind me while I was laying prone on the floor. When my friend who was telling the ghost story said, "Gotcha" the other two friends starting tickling my tummy. I tried to get away from them by scooting forward, but the friction bwteen the floor and my body caused my pants to slide down below my waist and THEY went right for my belly button, which of course sent me into hysterics. I'm not SURE how long they kept tickling me. I was literally "saved by the bell" because the phone rang letting us know one of my friends had to go home. I'm not sure how long the tickling had gone on, but I remember having been totally worn out from all the laughing. I like to be tickled, but to this day, I get nervous about being restrained in any way and would not wnat more than one person at a time working on me. I would also need to make sure the person would respect my wishes to stop if I ask him to.
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