I Like Tickling and I'm Not Sorry... 🤷🏿*♀️

Ugh! My nails are just too perfect... And I have to! I HAVE TO test them out on some poor sole. :D Come right away. Call me when you get here. I could tickle you FOREVER! (Oh... seriously. I have to take these nails for a long, tickly slow dance on someone's body. ASAP! Pretty please...

So- I finally had just the most wonderful session, and all I want to do is talk to my bestie about it. LIKE ALL ABOUT IT- Every single moment, everything that drove me crazy, or my favorite parts, things that I wish every tickler would know that he did to make me feel comfortable, safe, and just...

Soooooooooo... Saturday. I hope he wrecks my shit, and I cannot wait to laugh to tears. It'll be nice to play again. It has been way too long. Happy Times!

My goodness.... Last weekend was a lot of fun, by the way. The ler side of my ler-leaning switchness is joyous and gloriously satisfied. And I am still riding the high of it a little bit. I close my eyes, and I still see him twisting, turning, and doing whatever he can to stop my fingers. I can...

I am counting down the days until this weekend, until I can be the "Evil Queen" and tickle and tickle and tickle and tickle a friend until I am completely exhausted. 😂😝 (with consent... no worries... AND I will recharge and do it again.) I keep telling myself to not get too hype! NOT be so...

Recently, I confirmed I was ghosted and then (when I asked him specifically about it) kink shamed by a fellow kinkster. Worse, he is into tickling just like I am. Even worse, he was someone whom I thought was a friend. Bluntly put, I kinda liked the guy (didn't mean to- these things happen)...