I've known from a young age that tickling does something..."special" to me...I remember having babysitters, relatives, and my little best friend as a kid tickle the crap out of me...and I loved it...I'd make up games or just instigate people to tickle me...as I got older, I started to feel that my love of tickling was strange, and that I shouldn't be enjoying it as much as I did...so, I supressed it for years, blushing whenever I heard the word "tickle" or any of its derivations...and praying that my face didn't give me away when I saw someone else get tickled, or if, by chance, I got tickled...it was a rough time, and I thought there was something wrong with me...then, one day when I was 14 or 15, my parents took my brother away for the weekend, and I had the house, and the internet, to myself. I searched for my favorite word...and found website after website--stories, communities, and anything and everything in between...it was still a few years before I found someone I was comfortable enough with to share my tastes with...but we've been together for over 2 years now, and we're engaged...so, in hindsight, it was all worth it...and my beautiful ler is rather indulgent...I think I've created a monster!!!! 😛
Great topic!!!! 😀