Although I’ve experienced many of the sexual pleasures described in Variations, the one thing I’d never tried — indeed, had no interest in — was tickling. I couldn’t imagine a man attempting to turn me on by tickling me.

It was a twenty-one-year-old jokester named Ricky who showed me, a thirty-three-year-old,serious-mindedcareer woman, just how erotically stimulating tickling can be. Ricky works in our mailroom. He is loud and brash, always “on,” spouting jokes and making outrageous obseNations about this and that as he goes about his daily routine.

I had mixed feelings about him. He was unneNing, to be sure, and otten a pain in the ass. I disliked his cockiness and the ease with which he distracted young women in the office. He loved to flirt, and had succeeded, so the... Read More