Baby, you can ride me all you want. 😉
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I'mma freakin' squeeze you so tight, I love you so much, man. Let's go to Cali, babe. 😉 😛
"Juhu-ahaii-ussttt stooohoho-oheheooppp!! Pleeheha-aaeeezze?!!" My hands keep trying to fend yours off, my neck cringing to one side slightly as you start nibbling on it.
"Ahhahahahaa!! Fiiiinnnee!! I wihehehell! I wihehaahawill!!" My hands jut down, trying to fend off your hands, though, it's much harder; I can't see anything really.
Nn-nn-nnn-nnnnn!!! *I shake my head from side to side, twisting my torso this way and that to try to rid me of your fingers. On reaction, my knees come up to try to help, then I get an idea, pressing my legs against your chest and pushing hard to get away. I soon fall to the ground, turning onto my middle to try to get up and go* What do I get if I don't?
Yup a do-hoof!!
!! *I'm fine until you start poking, doing my best not to giggle* Well Nyah! >_< *I make a gross face back, closing my eyes and sticking out my tongue*
Then you'd be a doof, and a REALLY big jerk! That's what! >_< 😉 *My shoulder comes up to my neck some, trying to protect my neck a bit, uncuffing your hands as they wrap around me, still lightly giggling all the while*
I jump slightly in surprise, then slightly cringe, quietly giggling as you nibble on my shoulder. "Tha-at's right! You better have been -heehee- jokinghehe!!"
Woman?! Is that any way to treat a lady?? How rude! I'm not gonna'! *I stick up my nose and turn away*
Isn't that part of the excitement though? And please, pull your pants up a little. I don't want to see anything I'm not meant to. *I sit next to you on the couch, waiting*
*I chuck the pillows far away, a slightly nervous look on my face* Don't need those. Now why, should I get away? Don't you want to be with me anymore? *I start slinking towards you, an evil smirk on my face as I close in*
You know, that was a bad thing to do. *I flitter my fingers on both your soles, getting closer a small amount*
Then you pick the smart girls. :happy: Oh yeah. I almost forgot. But I'm pretty sure your feet weren't cuffed, just held my one arm. *I continue poking and prodding, happy to see you squirm!*
:happy: No. It was because in really olden times, it was bad to be left-handed, because everyone still shakes with their right hand, and back then a left-handed person could still do that and stab you effectively, while their right hand was detained. And no fair! *I sulk, watching you scoot away. I soon follow however, probing a finger or a hand in wherever I see an open spot.*
*sigh* Okay, okay. But it's implied whenever it's used around here, I think. At least whenever I mention it when someone else has something nice. :happy: 😉 And ho, I care to disagree, mister! *I stick my tongue out >_<* I evade your hands as much as possible, continuing to poke and tickle your side.* And because I'm a woman? That's a pretty bad excuse. We, apparently, are evil; just look at the Salem witch trials. And to add to that, I'm left handed. Don't you know what that means? *I hold one of your hands, moving to sit on it so it can't defend, better attacking you now.* :ggrin:
Debo? Hmm. And yes, punk does mean steal. Have you ever seen the show punk'd, where they simply screw with certain celebrities? Ashton Kutcher hosted it. I didn't watch it really, but the parts I did were pretty funny. And why should I stop?! *I emphasize, poking your sides at the end* You are mean enough to me normally, so why should I give you a break this one time I have the advantage, hmm?
Jack pillow? Are you referring to my Nightmare pillow? And that's an awesome pillow! Don't you try to punk it from me, little boy! *I spider up your closest side, retaliating and being a jerk just because I can - and I feel like it >_<*
I poke your side every so often, out of boredom and my own sick amusement. >_< :tounge:
Just about done. Almost... *My nails stroke up your soles a few times, wiggling all the way* - Done. *I tickle under, around, and on the balls of your toes.* There. Now, wasn't that fun? *I sit beside you, watching your spent form*
Just a few more minutes. Tickle, tickle, tickle. *I smile evilly, continuing to saw the pipe cleaners in between your toes.* I bet you're hating this right now - it's torture!
Oh, you're so close! Just overflow and you'll be done! *I take out my free hand, and start digging for something in my pocket.* It pays to have old, seemingly useless crap in your pockets, or your purse. *I take out four craft pipe cleaners, and put those in between your right foot, sawing back and forth better now*
Unfortunately not, izzy. Not yet, at least. And oh, I will. *I stick my fingers in between your toes, scratching them back and forth.* Just one little tear. It's all I gotta' see. I bet a big strong man like you can come up with something small like that, rightt? *my fingers scratch a little faster, firmly wedged between your toes.*
you do not....grrrrrrrr get him Sadistic for saying he hated me...
awww is rave crying??? hehe... -
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