The Lee becomes the ler

You had lain there for an hour before Lydia let you be, and she was going to pay dearly.

You waited till night and followed the faint glow of her fire. She was lying in a hammock between two trees. She was wearing a red sleeveless crop top and sky blue shorts. She was beautiful, and vunerable, and asleep. The only question left, was she ticklish? You snuck up next to your sleeping prey, and quietly brought out Tangrowth and Greninja. Tangrowth lifted her to the ground and Greninja froze her arms. The shock of cold suddenly woke her.

"What the heck!"

"Morning sunshine" You teased.

"Oh crud! Look, I'm really sorry about torturing you but please don't tickle me. If I get tickled U screech like a Banshee and squeal like a seven year old girl."

" Sounds like fun. I hope your well rested. Because this is gonna be a long session of tickle torture. "

"No. Please. Don't"

" Don't what? "

" I'm not gonna fall for that one. "

"Smart girl"

" Please don't tickle me"

"Coochie coo"

You struck. Plunging your fingers into her armpits...

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Beat her at her own game

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