"I'm sure...," she managed as she kept trying to get away from his tickling fingers but the effort proved futile. Just as her own attempts to get near anyplace even remotely ticklish on his side. She might, she thought, have to bide her time on that one and wait until he was unsuspecting...if that ever happened.

Then she moved a little in an attempt to get away and his tickling fingers covered her breast instead and the giggle, this time, was more like a moan.