So I thought I'd put the links to my stories under one roof. Oy that took forever but I found them all. 😛 What can I say, it's my day off and I have nothing better to do. Lol. 😛
The very first story I wrote was posted on December 20, 2001 and over the years, I wrote many more stories. Some I enjoyed writing; others I'm not so proud of. The last story I wrote was with Ink and it was posted January 8, 2008.
Writing stories have gotten harder for me. Ideas are few and far between and I'm terrible at buckling down and finishing the story.
I am currently writing something but yeah I don't know when I'll finish it. 
So anyway here are the links to every story I wrote and co-wrote.
Oh, and here's a poem I wrote last year. A friend was trying to start up an electronic magazine about tickling called Laughter Digest and it was published in one of its issues. Unfortunately the e-mag didn't get up off the ground so it was scrapped.
So here it is. 😀
Ghostly Tickle
Ghostly fingers dance over my sides
Making me squirm and wiggle
Trying to dislodge the invisible hands
And to stem the flow of giggles
That are pouring from my mouth
The hands never cease with the tickles
I clamp my arms down to my sides
Hoping that’ll provide me with relief
But the fingers continue to dance
Sliding up and down while I shriek
Discovering sensitive spots to exploit
As I wiggle and beg for mercy
Teasing whispers invade my ears
‘Laugh for me, my ticklish one’
The fingers now dance across my belly
And I wish for them to be done
Pleas for mercy mix with my laughter
The ghost whispers, ‘I’ve only begun’
A single finger dips into my navel
And I slowly crumble to the floor
As my body finally caves in
In my mind, my feelings are at war
Pleasure mixes with feelings of torture
As I wonder, do I want more?
Sensing my need, the fingers stop
I gulp in air, my breathing deep and heavy
I barely notice my shoes being removed
My feelings continue to battle inside me
While the ghostly fingers begin to dance again
Running up and down my ticklish feet
Giggles pour freely from my lips
The fingers dip in between my toes
Eliciting squeals of laughter from me
They dance up and down my soles
Wiggling, squirming, trying to escape
Laughter mixed with words of stop and no
Something soft replaces the fingers
Brushing up and down and all around
Then leaves my feet and dip into my navel
I jerk and laugh, twisting on the ground
Evilly the ghost teases and torments me
As silent laughter becomes the only sound
Having reached the point of no return
The dancing fingers slowly cease
My chest, rising and falling rapidly
My heart slowing from its rapid speed
A ghostly image forms above where I lay
‘Is that all you got?’ I tease
Smiling the ghost attacks my sides
As I wiggle and giggle with glee
The very first story I wrote was posted on December 20, 2001 and over the years, I wrote many more stories. Some I enjoyed writing; others I'm not so proud of. The last story I wrote was with Ink and it was posted January 8, 2008.
Writing stories have gotten harder for me. Ideas are few and far between and I'm terrible at buckling down and finishing the story.
I am currently writing something but yeah I don't know when I'll finish it. So anyway here are the links to every story I wrote and co-wrote.
- Dirty Little Duets, Vol.3: This Little Piggy Got Hunted (co-written with Invisible Ink)
- Stolen Education (co-written with Invisible Ink)
- Them Good Old Days (co-written with Invisible Ink)
- Ghostly Tickle (a poem)
Oh, and here's a poem I wrote last year. A friend was trying to start up an electronic magazine about tickling called Laughter Digest and it was published in one of its issues. Unfortunately the e-mag didn't get up off the ground so it was scrapped.
So here it is. 😀
Ghostly Tickle
Ghostly fingers dance over my sides
Making me squirm and wiggle
Trying to dislodge the invisible hands
And to stem the flow of giggles
That are pouring from my mouth
The hands never cease with the tickles
I clamp my arms down to my sides
Hoping that’ll provide me with relief
But the fingers continue to dance
Sliding up and down while I shriek
Discovering sensitive spots to exploit
As I wiggle and beg for mercy
Teasing whispers invade my ears
‘Laugh for me, my ticklish one’
The fingers now dance across my belly
And I wish for them to be done
Pleas for mercy mix with my laughter
The ghost whispers, ‘I’ve only begun’
A single finger dips into my navel
And I slowly crumble to the floor
As my body finally caves in
In my mind, my feelings are at war
Pleasure mixes with feelings of torture
As I wonder, do I want more?
Sensing my need, the fingers stop
I gulp in air, my breathing deep and heavy
I barely notice my shoes being removed
My feelings continue to battle inside me
While the ghostly fingers begin to dance again
Running up and down my ticklish feet
Giggles pour freely from my lips
The fingers dip in between my toes
Eliciting squeals of laughter from me
They dance up and down my soles
Wiggling, squirming, trying to escape
Laughter mixed with words of stop and no
Something soft replaces the fingers
Brushing up and down and all around
Then leaves my feet and dip into my navel
I jerk and laugh, twisting on the ground
Evilly the ghost teases and torments me
As silent laughter becomes the only sound
Having reached the point of no return
The dancing fingers slowly cease
My chest, rising and falling rapidly
My heart slowing from its rapid speed
A ghostly image forms above where I lay
‘Is that all you got?’ I tease
Smiling the ghost attacks my sides
As I wiggle and giggle with glee
