In part 2, Poppy is bound to the table and her thin frame is put through the ringer, as I start in on her underarms and work my way down from there. Poppy bucks and tries to squirm away, giggling up a storm while I tickle her exposed underarms, sides, and tummy. Poppy is quite the squirmer, and seems almost embarrassed by how giggly she is. Very unbecoming for a goth girl. Poppys hips and inner thighs are also endearingly sensitive, and she is tickled quite a bit in both spots.