Is Isabella in cohort with his mother?

"Oh, My God! Seth, stop it!" Isabella squealed, giggling as Seth's fingers dug into her ribs.

"That's not what you were saying a few minutes ago!" He retorted, tickling her some more. His green eyes were mirthful as he knelt beside her on the bed.

"Stop!" She begged amidst laughter. "I'm going to pee. I'll pee myself, Seth!"

"Say it!" He yelled playfully, leaning forward so he could see her face very well. "Say it and I'll stop the torture."

"Never!" Isabella retorted and squealed as his fingers attacked her again. Uncontrollable laughter spilled from her lips. She tried rolling away from the tickle monster but he saw it coming and moved atop her with both of his knees on either side of her. Placing his fingers underneath her breasts, he resumed tickling.

"Oh my, okay okay! I'll say it!"

Seth stopped tickling, grinning like an idiot above her. He stared down at her in expectation, chuckling as she tried to catch her breath. She looked so beautiful that way. Her hair was rough a