He continued however, tickling even harder, determined to get free because he hates being forced what to do and will resist that even if it hurts him. He's been pushed around too much in his life due to his size.
He tickles them so much that eventually her toes are forced to let go of him completely. Taking one look at the fall, he flips around and grabs her toes holding on for dear life. It seems that
"What's going on?" Ms. Prittey asking, sounding confused. Phil couldn't tell whether she legitimately didn't know what was going on or was just pretending.
"Why are you holding onto my foot?"
"It ahh" Phil stuttered, not really sure where to begin in this whole story.
"I didn't know you liked my feet that much."
"No, what happened was..." Phil protested, but Ms. Prittey either couldn't hear him or ignored him. She seemed to "ignore" him and then notice him at opportune times.
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