Mike is fairly odd at times. He has some very eccentric tastes especially when it comes to clothing. He has been in the past mistaken for being gay. He is often "in touch" with his feminine side so to speak.
He has a very low threshold for pain and he hates to be tickled. Although he endures from me at times.
Well this weekend was one of those times. I was scratching his back when he mentioned how I was going to put him to sleep so I slowly ran my hands down his sides and up by his rib cage which in turn he let out a high pitch "hey, stop that".
Now you must imagine him saying this in a fairy high yet soft squeal.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing. Of course, that made me do it all the more. Well, actually he had one of his legs overlapping mine so I squeezed his knee and moved my hand up his leg squeezing every so often. I could see his face awfully contort. He was trying so hard not to say anything . So I of course, did it all the more! Until he let out another squeal "That tickles" again in a soft girly type tone.
So I repeated how he was sounding. (Now say it with me in that soft but high tone) "Hey, cut it out........ stop that...........that tickles" LOL
His reply (once he stopped laughing) was are you picking on me? and of course I had to reply in his girly tone "Are You Picking On Me?" "Stop That" "Oouch That Hurts"
Which in turn he laughed and said, in a not so straight face, "You're such a mean girl friend".
I couldn't help but start to tickle him more under his arms and at his ribs all the while picking on his little squeal of "Hey Stop that, stop picking on me" "That tickles, cut it out" LOL
He makes it so easy........... I think he does it on purpose just to make me laugh.
My Baby Boo
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