I brighten up Jerry's day by finger tickling his armpit, but when he thinks it's all over I turn the heat up by his armpit with a hot-wet tongue - a surprise he hadn't expected. Jerry gets tickled so intensely that he perspires profusely making a wet ring all around him on the bed sheet. Perspiration even drains into his bellybutton until it looks like a small pond. Naturally his flooded bellybutton has to be drained, so my fingertip and tongue are pressed into service to combat the deluge. And Jerry was most cooperative since it tickled so badly that all I had to do was hold my fingertip stil... Show more