Without warning, Phoebe dug her nails into both of Paige's soft armpits, having suddenly noticed that through the haze of ticklish laughter she had left them completely unguarded. She knew that to keep extracting fresh waves of delighted torment from her sister she must vary her attack, tickling the same area did tend to eventually become a boring, predictable chore.
And she was not disappointed, Paige began to thrash wildly, instantly tucking her arms in as tightly as she could but it was no use, on the contrary she now prevented Phoebe's fingers from leaving as they continued to scribble away.
Paige's expression was wrinkled in an insane grin as she begged and pleaded, trying in vain to hold back the screams that rippled through her body. This only served to motivate Phoebe, who was grinning in delighted amusement as she redoubled her efforts. Paige's flattened armpits were making it difficult for Phoebe to even move her fingers.
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