Eternal Tomboy
TMF Master
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- Aug 5, 2001
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I love the feeling of being tickled into consciousness. One minute I'm sleeping soundly, and the next my brain is trying to process where the light tickling feeling is coming from....trying to decipher if it is reality or just the residue of my dreams. A smile reflexivly surfaces before my eyes even get the chance to open. What a wonderful way of being woken up! 🙂
Anyone ever experience this? I've had a few instances of being tickled awake. One of the best was when I was babysitting for one of the families on my block (I was in my junior year of college at the time, and back home for summer break). I had known the parents of these kids before they even had kids. I always thought the Dad of these two girls was kind of cute, and he had the best sense of humor.
One night after I had put the girls to bed, I decided to watch some TV in the master bedroom. It was the room the couple encouraged me to watch TV in since it was right next to the girls' room (the actual TV room was two floors down in the basement and would make it hard to hear the girls if they called for me). I guess I had fallen asleep on the bed during the droan of late night TV, and didn't hear the parents come home. I woke to the feeling of someone tickling my barefeet. It took a few seconds before I pieced together that I wasn't dreaming, and that someone was actually tickling me. Once my eyes began to flutter open, he scribbled his fingertips up my calves (I was in shorts at the time) and back down to my soles. By this time I was giggling and awake enough to start to pull my feet away. He grabbed hold of my ankles and gave me a few more quick tickles as "punishment for falling asleep on the job."
Maggie
Anyone ever experience this? I've had a few instances of being tickled awake. One of the best was when I was babysitting for one of the families on my block (I was in my junior year of college at the time, and back home for summer break). I had known the parents of these kids before they even had kids. I always thought the Dad of these two girls was kind of cute, and he had the best sense of humor.
One night after I had put the girls to bed, I decided to watch some TV in the master bedroom. It was the room the couple encouraged me to watch TV in since it was right next to the girls' room (the actual TV room was two floors down in the basement and would make it hard to hear the girls if they called for me). I guess I had fallen asleep on the bed during the droan of late night TV, and didn't hear the parents come home. I woke to the feeling of someone tickling my barefeet. It took a few seconds before I pieced together that I wasn't dreaming, and that someone was actually tickling me. Once my eyes began to flutter open, he scribbled his fingertips up my calves (I was in shorts at the time) and back down to my soles. By this time I was giggling and awake enough to start to pull my feet away. He grabbed hold of my ankles and gave me a few more quick tickles as "punishment for falling asleep on the job."
Maggie