"Alright, alright! Mercy!" Henderson gasped, wiping tears of joy from his eyes. "The kids can play! Just stop the tickling!"
Her fingers danced across his ribs and under his arms with lightning speed. Henderson tried to maintain his scowl, but his defenses crumbled. A snort escaped. Then a chuckle. Finally, a full-blown, belly-shaking roar of laughter that echoed down the street. Julie The Tickler Full Version For Freel
Julie stood up, tucked her feather back into her belt, and gave a sharp salute. "Another soul saved from the doldrums," she chirped. "Alright, alright
She didn't just rush in. She used stealth. She crept through the hydrangeas, moving with the grace of a cat. When she was just inches away from Henderson’s boots, she struck. Not with force, but with the "Seven-Point-Scurry" technique. Just stop the tickling