Addiction.

Shawn removed her feet from the mud puddle. Rinsing them in the water running in the street, she asked Sam if he was challenging her. Once her feet were clean, she waved her hands at him in a "bring it on" fashion and then waved her fingers around in a tickling gesture. She took off the rain coat. Sam set Trixie's leash onto the ground, "Stay" he told her firmly and grinned at Shawn. As for you....he began to say, but Shawn jumped at him, almost knocking him to the ground. She began to visciously tickle his sides and stomach area, her fingers wiggling and poking and gently digging into his waist. He laughed a bit and began digging into Shawn's arm pits. The two of them tickled each other back and forth, with loud laughter erupting and echoing in the empty boulevard. Trixie began barking again and wagging her tail. The competition continued, with more laughter and lots of tickles. Sam moved from her arm pits to Shawn's sides, and her laughter changed to more of a shrieking giggle. Heeeeeeehehehe she continued and tried to move to his arm pits. Because he had about 5-6 inches on her in height, Sam was able to grab her left foot and tauntingly waved his fingers to within an inch. Oh - now I will show you no mercy! He used the fingers of both of his hands while holding onto her foot with his legs, tickling hard then softer and rough again. Between this and the random raindrops falling onto Shawn, she went crazy with laughter. Nooooo, not my foot, hahaha. She tried to wiggle away but couldn't. Sam continued his torture, his fingers moving methodically from her sole to the tips of each of her toes, underneath the toes, the hollow of her ankle, and then back to her sole starting the pattern all over again. She screamed with laughter as he hit the tips of her toes a second time. Oh? Is that a good spot, he asked, and tore into the area, his fingers wiggling and tickling and torturing while she could do nothing but roar out loud. Hahaha she yelled, stop it, the rain is soaking through my jeans, I need a time out! Shawn was able to reach up and hook onto the belt loops of Sam's jeans. She pulled her foot away from him and got scrambled to her feet. This time she attacked his ears. Sam laughed but because his hands were still free, he was able to continue tickling her belly. The thin t-shirt she wore offered little protection as he poked at her belly button, causing new sounds and squeals of giggling from Shawn. Not fair, not fair, she yelled, I have more exposed skin than you do, and she went back to tickling his sides once again as this was obviously a more sensitive area judging by the level of his laughter. Sam's laughter now filled the street, while Shawn enjoyed the edge she had over him. It didn't last long though, as Sam began tickling the backs of her thighs. Even through her jeans, this was a very sensitive area and she once again exploded with newfound volume. Eeeehehehehe, and tears started rolling down her cheeks. Ok ok ok ooooooook she pleaded with Sam, you wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnn! The words barely escaped from her lips.

Being the gentleman that he was, Sam complied with Shawn's wishes. Are you sure? He asked, perhaps we should just try the other foot here to make sure. Her eyes got big as she frantically shook her head no at him. Shawn caught her breath and grinned at him. And to think I wasted half my day sitting inside, she told him, when I could have been out here having loads more fun. She grabbed her shoes and raincoat and they started walking back towards their building.

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