Emily is like a bird, I love listening to her squirms, laughs and giggles, and the only way I have to keep singing for me is to tickle her for long periods of time on her armpits and her body. For her, even the soft tickling is horrible torture, specially because all her internal organs and muscles start crunching and moving against her will, and she feels betrayed by her own body.
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