She flashes you an evil grin. The sort that says 'I'm gonna get you.' Maybe you should have worn a shirt today.
"I hear a lot of cats like to have their tummies tickled," Erin says with a wry smile. You roll over onto your back, giggling already as she crawls over to you. "I wonder if this one's the same."
"Why not find out?" you ask as you place your hands behind your head.
"Oh don't worry little kitty," she grins and you giggle at her light touch on your midriff. I intend to."
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