*I feel both paintbrushes being run under my armpits and my laughter grows, as I try and put my arms down to cover my armpits, but they're tied to the bedpost. I feel relieved when she stops tickling my armpits, until I realize she's headed for my feet. I feel the paintbrushes running over, on and inbetween my toes, I wiggle my toes as my laughter grows even more.*
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