I'm a GENIUS. (Yes, I'm tooting my own horn. I'm in high spirits)
I've been talking with Rachel for over a week. Didn't get very far until Monday, where I said that my brand of tickling is very different from what she's experienced in the past. She asked me to elaborate, which I did:
After this, I said "is that something you'd be interested in?" She said "Probably not... but maybe you can convince me." I said "maybe I should describe how I would tickle you," to which she responded, "describe it to me
😉".
It was so on. I wrote one of my most detailed roleplay-type writings I've ever written. I won't share it here yet, but occasionally I'd stop at a crucial moment and say "would you like me to continue?" Her response the first time was "woah yes please!" and the second was "omg yes." After my third round of writing, I decided to stop at a decisively teasing point and leave her wanting more. Our last correspondence before this post is thus:
Aaaand cue the double fist pump in the air. I doubt I've converted her, and I have no illusions that I'll be rushed to Nevada for tickle sessions with her, but I've opened a door in her mind to the possibility of enjoying being tickled. Pray for me, ladies and gentlemen, as I continue this foray into the realm of ticklish possibilities with Rachel Cook.