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‘What on earth is tickling you, Jo?’ I cannot resist asking, when she can speak, she explains
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Nanny was seated with a Napie in her lap, they were playing together, she was tickling the Napie and the Napie was giggling away
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The gentle summer night’s breeze flitted through Aspen’s hair, tickling her cheek on which a single tear rested
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Her head dropped back as she moved, her long hair tickling his shins as she arched
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As though someone had injected itching powder under the skin and was tickling it too
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Something was moving under Elliot, tickling his knees
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At first it fell gently, tickling their faces on the way down
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Away from that tickling in her stomach which he cause just by being there
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Amidst the desperation to be released and get away from him, came that little tickling in her stomach and send sparks out into her whole body
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In turn, there was the slight tickling in the stomach like a raging fire
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Her heart skipped a beat and she felt a known heat in her cheeks and that special tickling in her stomach
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This tickling was both deaf and blind to anything but Laino's physical nearness, and it merely continued to tickle into the rest of her body
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That tickling in her stomach was not to be misinterpreted
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blue and red eyes glowing, blades of grass tickling his ear
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His lips were soft, grazing, tickling hers, and then increasing in intensity as she responded to him
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His touch was light, almost tickling as he caressed her breasts, her thighs
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“I'm more than up to it thank you” he said tickling my love handles on my hips making me giggle
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I think I would prefer the tickling
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Her body moved easily against his again as she pointed, her hair tickling his face as she
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The tickling sensation only added to the torture
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He turned to face me with a smile tickling the corners of his mouth
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Nope, that’s just molecules tickling some nerve ends and scooting upward from there into your grey matter
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Cirila, a tiny fairy, of ethereal and sweet features and abundant golden hair, whose delicate and translucent wings were fluttering to a side of the loin tickling it, had already begun to withdraw the dust that was covering its magic pages
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Was it wind in the trees? The gentlest of tickling on his penis
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The tickling continued and he realised he was fully erect
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He stared at the house for several minutes from the shelter of a hedge, panic rising in his chest and throat until he could bear it no longer and cycled away, tailbone tickling as if the bats of hell were overtaking him
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We’d escaped our watchers and were having a tickling match, but then a man came out of the woods with a bow
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He started tickling the boy and while Ben was screaming with laughter Mrs
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I was still having a hard time believing all this shit, but the dollar signs and possible movie deals kept tickling my curiosity
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lock of hair that’s tickling my cheek
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head on her shoulder, touching her neck with my ears and tickling her pale
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"What is it, cheri?" she asked, her toes tickling his thigh under the surface of the water as he watched her breasts, which seemed to float buoyantly just below the surface
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She could hear him moan softly, close to her ear, his breath tickling her neck
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• Tickling with a feather
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The first thing that came to his attention as the teal eyes folded open was the fact that something was tickling his nose
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The perspiration on his brow ran down his nose and dripped onto the table, but he was too consumed by his narrative to even notice or feel the tickling sensation
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to her mouth, and she could feel the warmth and steam tickling the end
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He was aware of a faint smell of coconut, and her hair tickling his chin
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vacantly over the scene with a slight smile tickling his face
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“All you have to do is change the song in your head,” Ray said, tickling the simulated ivory keys
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and tickling her face with it
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nibbling on a carrot she was feeding him while tickling her
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“You want to be the love interest?” Garcia asked and grabbed at her hips, tickling her
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She claimed to have liked tickling the ivories, but stopped after junior Doug Green
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They were tickling her
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A cool breeze came out of the forest, tickling leaves and sending a few spiraling out before the wagon
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It felt as if he had just walked through a spider web and his nerve endings were firing as if there were still tangles of silk tickling his face, his nose, and neck
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Just when I had revived these long-forgotten feelings in my memory, I felt a pleasant tickling in the center of the solar plexus, spreading in different directions with light winding streams
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The tickling fluid caused a small coughing fit, at the end of which a large pool of thick crimson blood lay between his legs, on the floor in front of him
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Bephistoles snapped a spry little rune that Aesa recognized and dispatched with ease, the Truth Tell tickling his palm as he quenched it
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Christine laughed joyously and hugged the dog, his soft fur tickling her face
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[notes: early nuclear research included "tickling the dragons tail" when they
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Giggling uproariously as he soundly trounced her with his tickling fingers, Kathy gaspingly and laughingly confessed…
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Hal’s feet, which were still bare except for the curious stick-on soles, felt a comfortable tingling, tickling sensation as he walked
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Cass playfully offends her as he continues laughing, “Stop tickling me girly!”
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and parted a little, Pim said telepathically, “Mim’s tickling is something to
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Then Sue launched herself to lay on me and started tickling me
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They quickly reached us and started tickling us
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His small but seductive eyes and hairy chest could send one million tickling messages to the brain cells of any normal woman
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He stopped before a pine tree and pressed his nose close to its tickling branches
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Then the tickling stopped, changed, and Micaiah begun to feel a kind of painless heat in the spot where the Oogie’s finger was circling
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Sparse, tall grass grew along the side of the road, occasionally tickling Daphne’s arms and legs as it danced in the wind
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She smiled and opened her eyes and stretched under the oak tree with the damp sleeping bag beneath her head and her own hair tickling the sides of her face with the gentle breeze
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“Don’t know,” I said, this time tickling her
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This annoyed me, for Charlotte was the last person in the world I would think of tickling
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"What? You're tickling me--what? I can't hear-"
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Then one day as she was bending over him trying to extract a smile by an elaborate tickling of his naked ribs she caught his eye, and instantly she jerked back and stared down at him in dismay, for she had had the sudden horrid conviction that what she was tickling was her mother-in-law
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The three animals twitched and flicked their tails, reminding the small birds on their backs they knew they were there but were prepared to tolerate their tickling dances as they sought insects among the coarse hairs
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She keeps having to tell him to lie still and she suspects that she's tickling him and he just refuses to admit it
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conservative and professional were being undone as her hair had come out of the braid she had put it in and was tickling her face and her white shirt had dust bunnies on it
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Slowly he explored her folds, his tongue teasing and tickling her, building a heat deep within her belly as she felt her limbs begin to catch fire
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All of the items on the floor flew up into the air around me, swirling and tickling me
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the hairs tickling his face, and as he listened to his heartbeat, he
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faced the sky enjoying the tickling rays of the sun
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Only tickling of genitals would be penalized
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Then who would be the easiest to tickle? Then any tickling on the insides of their thighs would make the biggest macho, homophobic idiots go nuts… then the professional teams would have no choice but to find layers who are the least ticklish
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How can you get insulted at someone tickling you at an inappropriate spot, if that is the entire point of the game? Those whoever loses their tempers, or has too much macho pride… would be cut quickly from the team
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them off, Mona started tickling her belly and making it laugh
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A faint lavender scent blew up and around him, a thick mass of raven-coloured hair tickling his jaw
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She made her own monster noise in return and began tickling his belly, which caused the boy to shriek with glee
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Ingrid had gone back to tickling Benjamin; she stopped at hearing these words from Rowena
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arousal… that tickling tantalising play of emotional music that either begins in the
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To think of a rescue, she began tickling her, probably the best way to end such police-like interrogation
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As unpleasant as it may sound, postnasal drip occurs when congestion drains down an allergy sufferer’s throat, sometimes causing a tickling
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He lay still, with tiny bits of snow tickling his face
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He grinned, as if he were tickling, not choking her
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As Thomas followed, he struggled to figure out what was tickling the back of his mind
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Claire felt a tickling sensation at the base of her throat
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Each of these little tickling arrows must have pleased my father," added Albert with a laugh
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firtree cove a wild place I suppose it must be the highest rock in existence the galleries and casemates and those frightful rocks and Saint Michaels cave with the icicles or whatever they call them hanging down and ladders all the mud plotching my boots Im sure thats the way down the monkeys go under the sea to Africa when they die the ships out far like chips that was the Malta boat passing yes the sea and the sky you could do what you liked lie there for ever he caressed them outside they love doing that its the roundness there I was leaning over him with my white ricestraw hat to take the newness out of it the left side of my face the best my blouse open for his last day transparent kind of shirt he had I could see his chest pink he wanted to touch mine with his for a moment but I wouldnt lee him he was awfully put out first for fear you never know consumption or leave me with a child embarazada that old servant Ines told me that one drop even if it got into you at all after I tried with the Banana but I was afraid it might break and get lost up in me somewhere because they once took something down out of a woman that was up there for years covered with limesalts theyre all mad to get in there where they come out of youd think they could never go far enough up and then theyre done with you in a way till the next time yes because theres a wonderful feeling there so tender all the time how did we finish it off yes O yes I pulled him off into my handkerchief pretending not to be excited but I opened my legs I wouldnt let him touch me inside my petticoat because I had a skirt opening up the side I tormented the life out of him first tickling him I loved rousing that dog in the hotel rrrsssstt awokwokawok his eyes shut and a bird flying below us he was shy all the same I liked him like that moaning I made him blush a little when I got over him that way when I unbuttoned him and took his out and drew back the skin it had a kind of eye in it theyre all Buttons men down the middle on the wrong side of them Molly darling he called me what was his name Jack Joe Harry Mulvey was it yes I think a lieutenant he was rather fair he had a laughing kind of a voice so I went round to the whatyoucallit everything was whatyoucallit moustache had he he said hed come back Lord its just like yesterday to me and if I was married hed do it to me and I promised him yes faithfully Id let him block me now flying perhaps hes dead or killed or a captain or admiral its nearly 20 years if I said firtree cove he would if he came up behind me and put his hands over my eyes to guess who I might recognise him hes young still about 40 perhaps hes married some girl on the black water and is quite changed they all do they havent half the character a woman has she little knows what I did with her beloved husband before he ever dreamt of her in broad daylight too in the sight of the whole world you might say they could have put an article about it in the Chronicle I was a bit wild after when I blew out the old bag the biscuits were in from Benady Bros and exploded it Lord what a bang all the woodcocks and pigeons screaming coming back the same way that we went over middle hill round by the old guardhouse and the jews burialplace pretending to read out the Hebrew on them I wanted to fire his pistol he said he hadnt one he didnt know what to make of me with his peak cap on that he always wore crooked as often as I settled it straight H M S Calypso swinging my hat that old Bishop that spoke off the altar his long preach about womans higher functions about girls now riding the bicycle and wearing peak caps and the new woman bloomers God send him sense and me more money I suppose theyre called after him I never thought that would be my
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where the sense of feeling is so exquisitely critical, as I then experienced by its instant taking fire upon the touch, and glowing with a strange tickling heat: there he pleased himself and me, by feeling, till growing a little too bold with me, he hurt me, and made me complain
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Before she quite knew what he was about, he had bent and He had her hands in both of his and, as always, there was something hot and vital and kissed her cheek, his mustache tickling her
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Brooke in arranging "documents" about hanging sheep-stealers, was exemplifying the power our minds have of riding several horses at once by inwardly arranging measures towards getting a lodging for himself in Middlemarch and cutting short his constant residence at the Grange; while there flitted through all these steadier images a tickling vision of a sheep-stealing epic written with Homeric particularity
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The strand hung there for a second, before she realized, then she pulled it out, Ben picturing the noodle still half down her throat, tickling its way up
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I have a wonderful sense memory: of all the times over the years you’ve leaned in to my ear—I can feel your breath tickling my lobe, right now, as I’m writing this—and whispered something just to me, just to make me laugh
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Yet now I ask: what could be more curious and strange than the Cycle of Child-bearing, the Phases of Pregnancy? There is, for instance, the First Phase, when one wishes to quite undo the Babe, because one feels its Presence as an Invasion at one’s very Centre; then the Second, when one feels the first delicate Stirrings of Life within (as if the Tail of a tiny Mermaid had brusht against one’s Heart and all one’s Inner Being were a gentle Sea with small Waves lapping); then the Third, when the Child grows bigger and ’tis very like a Puppy wiggling, tickling, e’en licking within; then the Fourth, when it grows the Size of a great Melon and causes one to make Water four Times an Hour, and indeed wakes up just when one lyes down to sleep, and falls to sleep just when one walks or rides or goes abroad; then the Fifth Phase, when the Child becomes a true Burden, heavier under the Heart than Lead and yet, for all its cumbrous Weight, more lov’d as well (for now it seems real rather than fanciful to the Mother and so she can better bear the Discomfort of its Heaviness); and then the Sixth Phase, when the Mother begins to grow immobile, fearful of Death in Childbed, (with Nights full of Dreams of Monsters, and Days full of Dreams of Childbirth Horrors); then the Seventh, when the Pregnancy grows long as the longest Day of Summer and the Mother forgets she hath e’er been slender of Form or will e’er be again, and ev’ry Step is an Effort not to make Water by Chance in the Street, and ev’ry Motion causes Pain and ev’ry Night is sleepless (because turn as she will this way and that, the Child cannot be accommodated whilst it kicks her Lungs and butts its bony Head against her Bowels); and then the Eighth Phase, the Phase of Immense Impatience and Weariness, when she believes the Child will ne’er be born (and she is glad, for then she may not dye but only endure Pregnancy for all Eternity!); and then the Ninth Phase, when the Moon is full as a Bladder of pale Wine, and the Sea glows with its rotund Reflection and the Mother fears Death more than e’er before; and then, at last, the Tenth Phase, when the Waters break and the Pains begin, slowly at first, and then tumultuous; and she knows she has no Choyce now, but must give birth or burst; for she cannot turn back, cannot take another Road thro’ the Forest, another Canal to the Sea, and she, like her Babe, is pusht headlong into the Dance of Life and Death, turning, whirling, moaning, writhing; and whether she shall live or dye she does not know, but the Pain grows so terrible at the Last that, i’faith, she does not e’en care!
