Twas the night

12/7/08 7:09 PM•11 min•60 MB•wmv•480p

Price$11.99 USD

CategoryTickling

Related CategoriesN/A

KeywordsChristmas Christmas Ticking Santa Claus Tickled

PerformersCharly Summer

Description

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring except Tasha the Tickler.
On the chimney she hung her used nylons with care,
and for good measure her favorite Victoria's Secret underwear.
Visions of tickle danced through her head,
new restraints and brushes to punish Brooke on the bed.
Impatiently she waits by the tree for Santa to appear,
"I just know he's going to bring what he forgot last year."
Santa arrives with a sack full of cheer,
whips, chains and restraints, and for Tommy a case of ice cold imported
Santa gives her a whink and a pinch on the cheek,
but no super-size jumbo giant brush to punish poor helpless feet.
"Santa!" she cries, "I've been a good tickler all year now what am I to do?"
"You see," said Santa "the elves went on strike, they want paychecks and 401K's too."
"I googled the darn thing, even checked Walmart on the way,"
"you'll still win the Golden Feather Award I am sure for 2008."
"So come sit on my lap and we'll work something out for next year,"
"and while your at it get me one of Tommy's
Tasha had taken all that she could take,
"I'll get him in the chair and laugh when he breaks!"
To raise no suspicion Santa gets in the chair,
"Jeeze," says Tasha, "Santa has long flowing black hair."
"Aha!, what did you do with Santa and my brush?"
"I'll never tell," says Brooke, "but I did make him blush!"
"I sent him far away, you'll use that brush on me,"
"told him to give it to Tickle Charlie."

Twas the night

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