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fantasy story of Sayaka Ogata :
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letely insane, said sentence to be carried out
immediately. Does the condemned care to make a final statement?" Red
faced, sweating, and panting, Jim gasped in a breath and started to open his
mouth when Janet chirped "Time's up!" and began very lightly and rapidly
dragging the fingertips of both hands over the sole of Jim's foot. She
alternated left and right hands, using all of Sayaka's fingers and touching very
lightly, scraping as gently and as rapidly as Sayaka Ogata could.
If Jim thought that he'd ever been tickled before, he was wrong. His voice
jumped from hyperactive giggles to full-bodied guffaws and back again as his
tortured nerves tried desperately to reach some sort of equilibrium, but
Janet was a cruel, relentless, and very talented tickler, and Sayaka Ogata altered
her touch just enough to keep Jim from adapting to the torment. He felt
electric cur
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