What happens when two playful girls decide to team up on one very ticklish target? Absolute chaos and a lot of laughing.

Andi and Mars have a plan and I’m the one stuck in the middle of it. Wiggling, squealing and begging for mercy only seem to encourage them. They go after my sides, feet, ribs, underarms with strong fingers and nowhere is safe. Every time I think I’ve caught my breath, the two of them find a new spot.