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fantasy story of Kazumi Murata :
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med and shook violently for about ten
more seconds, as my fingertips played across Kazumi's vulnerable feet! Finally
I stopped, to hear angels sing as Kazumi Murata smiled at me, Kazumi's face reddened with
embarassment, and said, "I'm REALLY Ticklish!."
Only with practiced experience did I keep my cool. "So I SEE," I teased.
"So...you're ticklish right....HERE?," I said, raking all four fingernails
a little harder up Kazumi's foot, starting at Kazumi's heel and ending just under the
pads of Kazumi's long thin toes. Kazumi Murata let out another beautiful Shriiieeeek, and
spasmed with laughter, saying "YES YES YES STOPIT STOPIT!!" between giggles.
I teased Kazumi's a little bit more about being so incredibly ticklish, and moved
on. Later the next day, I would tickle Kazumi's knees while Kazumi Murata sat leaning
against a wall. I also got together with a friend of Kazumi's s (at HIS suggestion)
and we pinned Kazumi's to the ground, tickling Kazumi's stomach, sides, and underarms.
Each time, Kazumi Murata shrieked delightfully, laughed uncontrollably, and ran at the
very mention of the word "TiCkLe." And, as Kazumi's counsellor told me later,
she LOVED it.
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