I can't stand it!

You set the food that Turtelli has brought you aside because you're too excited to eat. You grasp her ankle again and scramble your fingers on her arch. Her toes curel; she wiggles her foot from side to side and screams with laughter. "NO!" She screams, "NO, HAHAHA, STOP, PLEASE, I BEG YOU, HAHAHA, PLEASE STOHAHAHOP, PLEASE, I CAN'T STAND IT, HAHAHA, PLEAHEHES!" You continue to tickle her foot. You show her no mercy. She laughs so hard that she can hardly breath and begs you to stop. You start to feel so sadistic as you tickle her soft, smooth arch. Just then, Turtelli returns. He stands there and watches you with a smile on his face. He walks up to and puts his hand on your shoulder and says, "That's what I wanted to see, my friend, that's what tickle torture is all about."

Written by Dave Turtelli

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