....and I tickled the **** out of her!!!!
I can't get this out of my mind, and I'm late to meet somebody, so here it is, the brief version:
I’m wrrapped up with this girl in my arms on her bed, Blonde, 5’9”, GORGEOUS girl. I asked her who she voted for, she didn’t want to tell me. She said “You’re not going to like it if it’s the wrong one…!” I said, “that’s good! Then I can tickle you!” (i had already found out she was ticklish moments earlier in a very light, exploratory way, "accidentally" tickling her "Oh you're ticklish?" "I'm very ticklish", etc....) So she tries to change the subject, but I say “Come on, I want to know” she still protests, so I start tickling her side, pinching my thumb and forefinger round and round her flishy sides, and she’s giggling GORGEOUSLY, squealing out, but I’m just teasing, not a full attack yet, I’m saying “Tell me, or I’ll tickle it out of you”. So finally she says “OK! OK!” and I stop and take my hands off her, and she’s panting, catching her breath. And then she say’s “Bush”. I say, loudly, “BUSH?” and just ATTACK her sides and ribs and she screams out and breaks into the deepest, most gorgeously urgent laughter ever....and she's writhing all around, but I've got her so wrapped up there's nothing she could do......and with no pity at all in my voice, I say “My buddy just got sent to Iraq!” And through her deep deep giggling she gasped out “I’m sorry!” and I say “Dakota, this is for you buddy” And she sputters out “Dakota I’m sorry!” And I’ve got my arms wrapped around her, and my fingers are working her sides and her ribs and I say to her “And you’re from New York?” and she managed to get out “My whole family is Republican”. And THAT really set me off, and I go “Awwwww, that’s it!” and just yanked her arm up by the wrist and got my fingers into her smooth, soft armpit (she was wearing a tank) and she just started squealing rhythmically, I had her good, and I wouldn’t stop. Finally I did, and she thanked me for stopping, and just caught her breath. I started petting her soft blonde hair, and I said s incerely “awww, poor baby. Baby’s ticklish.” And she just sat there, catching her breath, breathing really fast, SMILING though, not angry at all! I said “You’re a good sport.” And she said, whispering it actually, “that was tough. That was tough.” And I kissed her on the cheek.
What she didn’t know is that if she had said Kerry, I would have pretended to be a Bushie, and tickled her just as bad, heheh. Wanted to see how she’d react to getting tickled by the enemy, haha.
So there you go, eat your heart out. GORGEOUS girl. BIG eyes, super hot body, long legs, GORGEOUS feet…..beautiful face, soft gorgeous blonde hair, haha. I got her good. And she looked GORGEOUS laughing, eyes squeezed tight, trying to get away, SUPER hot.......and super super gorgeous laughter. A total A plus.
It was the least I could do 😉
I can't get this out of my mind, and I'm late to meet somebody, so here it is, the brief version:
I’m wrrapped up with this girl in my arms on her bed, Blonde, 5’9”, GORGEOUS girl. I asked her who she voted for, she didn’t want to tell me. She said “You’re not going to like it if it’s the wrong one…!” I said, “that’s good! Then I can tickle you!” (i had already found out she was ticklish moments earlier in a very light, exploratory way, "accidentally" tickling her "Oh you're ticklish?" "I'm very ticklish", etc....) So she tries to change the subject, but I say “Come on, I want to know” she still protests, so I start tickling her side, pinching my thumb and forefinger round and round her flishy sides, and she’s giggling GORGEOUSLY, squealing out, but I’m just teasing, not a full attack yet, I’m saying “Tell me, or I’ll tickle it out of you”. So finally she says “OK! OK!” and I stop and take my hands off her, and she’s panting, catching her breath. And then she say’s “Bush”. I say, loudly, “BUSH?” and just ATTACK her sides and ribs and she screams out and breaks into the deepest, most gorgeously urgent laughter ever....and she's writhing all around, but I've got her so wrapped up there's nothing she could do......and with no pity at all in my voice, I say “My buddy just got sent to Iraq!” And through her deep deep giggling she gasped out “I’m sorry!” and I say “Dakota, this is for you buddy” And she sputters out “Dakota I’m sorry!” And I’ve got my arms wrapped around her, and my fingers are working her sides and her ribs and I say to her “And you’re from New York?” and she managed to get out “My whole family is Republican”. And THAT really set me off, and I go “Awwwww, that’s it!” and just yanked her arm up by the wrist and got my fingers into her smooth, soft armpit (she was wearing a tank) and she just started squealing rhythmically, I had her good, and I wouldn’t stop. Finally I did, and she thanked me for stopping, and just caught her breath. I started petting her soft blonde hair, and I said s incerely “awww, poor baby. Baby’s ticklish.” And she just sat there, catching her breath, breathing really fast, SMILING though, not angry at all! I said “You’re a good sport.” And she said, whispering it actually, “that was tough. That was tough.” And I kissed her on the cheek.
What she didn’t know is that if she had said Kerry, I would have pretended to be a Bushie, and tickled her just as bad, heheh. Wanted to see how she’d react to getting tickled by the enemy, haha.
So there you go, eat your heart out. GORGEOUS girl. BIG eyes, super hot body, long legs, GORGEOUS feet…..beautiful face, soft gorgeous blonde hair, haha. I got her good. And she looked GORGEOUS laughing, eyes squeezed tight, trying to get away, SUPER hot.......and super super gorgeous laughter. A total A plus.
It was the least I could do 😉
I still kick myself for not tickling her into saying things like: "chicks are inferior to men" or "I wanna be barefoot and pregnant!" 
