Ohhhh. She is ticklish.

"Awwwwwww, is the poow wittew Kewweigh tickwish?"

Giggles as she lets her fingers dance around on your tummy as well.

Howls with hysterical laughter, squirming and writhing in your chaotic good clutches

"Oh yeah? Just gonna sit there and watch? Get 'im, kelleigh!"

Going to town on kelleigh's ribs and sides now and, hopefully, kelleigh would tickle you a little.

"Oh yeah? Just gonna sit there and watch? Get 'im, kelleigh!"

Going to town on Kelleighs ribs and sides now and, hopefully, kelleigh would tickle you a little.

Laughing my ass of now

Watching yiu tickle kelleigh

decadence has started a new game with the following players:
decadence

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Nightlife
"Oh my god, Mike, look what she fucking did…" Millie gasped and touched at the miscolored patch on your throat, more concerned for you even though the front of her face and most of that borderline inappropriate top was sheened in her almost-dry, sticky blood.

The room looked like a crime scene because, uh… because it kinda was, but it looked like a murder had occurred in here.

"Yeah, that's… that's her name. Come on, we gotta get the fuck out of here. Guess we add 'dine and dash' to our rap sheets tonight!"

"kelleigh!"

Said with the same urgency and a bit of a mocking tone to it. Scrambling fingers up into your armpit to wiggle them around in there.

Ohhhh. Wow awesome.

Trust me. I won't. I'll wear it all day into tomorrow

Giggles when you tickle me and squirms a bit

Seven!

I tend to wear pink gloss. I've left some on your cheek now. Don't wash it off!

Grins

Reaches over and tickles your side a little.

Ohhh and a kiss to boot

Watching and listening to what you have to say to Tyler Wells

Ohhh. Znd a kiss to boot

Nightlife
Mike uttered only two words during that whole exchange.

"I'm Mike."

When Saddie finally leaves, Mike looks around at the absolutely tossed room. Confusion wracks his face like he just witnessed some sort of Time-loop Multi-dimensional interaction between two of the same person that should have never been.

His gaze finally turns to you, and your broken(?) nose. His eyes seem to blink away tears. His neck was bruised, and his breath sounded like it was physically scraping his throat with every inhale and exhale. He stepped toward you, his hands come out to reach for yours. A consoling gesture. With the clench of his fists for so long, his skin was warm, almost hot to the touch. He would try to pull you toward him. His voice soft, carrying the pain of that almost-crushed larynx as he murmurs consolation at you from his bowed head...

"Did she say her name was Saddie? Like, Sad-E?"

That was awesome. Smiles.