Ashley tried to warn me, said her feet were no laughing matter. But the joke was on her—the laughter bubbled up before my fingers even grazed her soles. When the tickling hit for real, shyness vanished, leaving nothing but the helpless laughter of a girl questioning her life choices. Caught between wanting to escape and surrendering to the laughter, her mind was racing with regrets of "Why did I ever agree to this?"

Ashley tried to warn me, said her feet were no laughing matter. But the joke was on her—the laughter bubbled up before my fingers even grazed her soles. When the tickling hit for real, shyness vanished, leaving nothing but the helpless laughter of a girl questioning her life choices. Caught between wanting to escape and surrendering to the laughter, her mind was racing with regrets of "Why did I ever agree to this?"