The best, huh? Well...I loved them all.
My husband, Scott, is my only tickler. I think the best so far was Saturday morning. He used my straps to tie me down and then started tickling me. Those spider tickles that tickles and teases so bad on my underarms and sides. I found that my neck is super ticklish. Right there where it's almost at the point of being between your shoulders? He tickled me there for about ten minutes. A few times I thought I was going to pee the bed, it tickled so much. Then he'd tickle me elsewhere for a few minutes and then start tickling me on the back of the neck again.
40 minutes of non-stop tickling. I was squirming (as much as possible with being strapped down on my stomach), laughing, giggling, squealing and informing him "Oh, god. That tickles." to which his answer is "It's suppose to."
I loved every 40 minutes of it.