Clarity is needed for all you Fifty Shades of Gray enthusiasts. I am not using tickle as a euphemism for other tawdry acts. This is a serious question.
Am I the only one whose husband loves sticking his fingers into my ribs and tickling me until I fall down on the floor and pee my pants?
Or is it merely Mojo’s character?
Perhaps his joy watching people squirm was what led him to become a lawyer.
And when does this behavior stop? How many decades will pass before this ends? It’s all fun and games until someone breaks a hip.
For those of you who really don’t care about my questions, and whose thoughts have shifted to other tickling games, you will love Dr. Sadie Allison. Her San Francisco-based company Tickle Kitty sells all sorts of things arriving in specially wrapped, brown paper packages. The question is – will you get it through customs?
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