“Do it” she commands. “I need to know I won’t cave, I need to prove to myself that even the torture of tickling won’t make me give up the secrets of my best friend.” I unbutton my cuffs, and roll up my shirt sleeves to my forearms “Don’t go easy on me.” she says. “Not in my nature.”

“Do it” she commands. “I need to know I won’t cave, I need to prove to myself that even the torture of tickling won’t make me give up the secrets of my best friend.” I unbutton my cuffs, and roll up my shirt sleeves to my forearms “Don’t go easy on me.” she says. “Not in my nature.”

— Lauren Blakely