Armpit Tickle 소설 & 이야기

"Hey, what are you doing?" The older quizzically watched as Amanda caught her right hand. The studious glint in the other's eyes almost made Agatha laugh. She watched as Amanda poked her skin and inspect its smoothness. As if not content on feeling her skin, the girl began to trace it up until it was only a couple of inches away from her underarm. Agatha's eyes twinkled in amusement and before the other managed to tickle her underarm, she had already pulled her arm away. Her two hands appeared near Amanda's waist to tickle her instead.

I tried to pull my arm away from whatever it was that was buzzing like a thousand fucking bees, but it felt like the thing was stuck to my arm. I opened my left eye and raised my hand in front of me to find my phone taped to my arm and suddenly remembered all about my plan for today. I quickly sat up on my bed and ripped my phone away from arm. I cursed under my breath when I felt a slight sting while removing the electric tape which was in direct contact with my skin.

But I felt a lot warmer as we went up the stairs again, even though we headed straight outside into the chill of the wee hours, a cool breeze sweeping through the trees and making everything rustle mysteriously. What followed was one of the weirdest—albeit also most boring—hours of my life. Arik and Nate laid me and Drew out side by side on the ground, and then they took turns circling around us, putting their hands on various parts of our bodies, muttering to themselves and to each other, and then doing it all over again. Sometimes when they touched me I had a funny sensation, like a prickling on my skin. Nettles, or something. And once, when Nate had a firm grip on my skull for a couple of