When I was in therapy sometime in the recent past, I remember I had a vivid dream one night about my therapist. I had a dream she was standing in my garage to my surprise and I had asked what she was doing there. She looked at me and grinned and asked me, “do you want to rip off my top and tickle me?”. Without a seconds hesitation I nodded, came over to her and lifted her shirt above her arms and threw it off to the side. I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed myself in a dream more than this. I managed to have her arms t****** and above her head, so she couldn’t cover up her t****** upper body from being tickled. I don’t remember too much of the tickling part, but I do remember her b**** were VERY ticklish >.<