But I was still reeling from the giggles that had engulfed me. It felt as though I had been tickled beyond the realm of the living, and now I was stuck in a twisted game of midnight feathers. The hazy dream like state was enhanced by the strong aroma of perfume. Consciousness and oblivion danced uncomfortably as I struggled to regain my composure. My sides, belly, and armpits were under siege by tickles that were both thrilling and torturous. Each touch felt like a soft brush tracing my every...