Right before he sits down on the bench, you bow your head back, causing your hat to come off. With your hat off, your tickler can see your reaction to the tickling. You close your eyes so that you can't see your mysterious tickler. He comes back, and does the same actions from before, the simple strokes along the side of your foot, except this time a little faster and more tickler. At first you thought you could handle it, but he went a little faster. You start to smile. The fact that this felt like a game, made you want to hold in your laugh. The tickler took note of this and tried to make you laugh. He sped things up every 15 seconds. The faster he goes the bigger your smile grows. Your urge to laugh grows as well. After a while, your laugh can't be contained anymore. You...
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