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Fall 1966
Friday Afternoon Madness
Part II
A Change of Plans
(m+/fm+)
Before they could answer, Henry, who was looking out the window, shouted. “Frank and Donald! They’re coming! Should I call them?”
That information sent my mind turning. Here was an opportunity for revenge! As the house nearest to school, all of our friends have to pass by their house. We can get them one by one! Thanks to Betty and Maggie.
“Call them in!” I told Henry. “Tell them I’m here!”
Henry nodded and ran out the door. In the meantime, Betty and Maggie were teasing Angela. They poked her, tickled her a little, and talked to her, even if she cannot reply. She simply nodded, shook her head, gave the occasional grunt as she tried to join the conversation developing between my sister and cousin.
A few minutes later, the three, Frank, Donald, with Henry, arrived. They were having a lively discussion on who was greater, Batman or Spiderman. They suddenly stopped when they saw Angela tied up and gagged with Betty and Maggie fussing over her.
“Hello Donald. I’m so glad you’re going to give her company,” I said with a grin in my face. “Frank, thank you for delivering Donald!”
Donald slapped his head then laughed as Frank took hold of his arm. “Why am I not surprised?” my cousin said before raising his free arm in surrender.
“I can’t believe you, Tom!” Frank laughed as we led Donald to the couch.
“Maggie!! You’re involved in this? Ha, I should’ve known!” Donald said when he saw his little sister. “So this is all part of your plan to capture us all?”
“Hi to you too, big brother!” Maggie greeted. “No, Betty and I only wanted to get Angela. It’s Tom’s idea to get you too!”
I laughed as Frank took a piece of rope and pulled Donald’s hands behind him. He wrapped the rope vertically and horizontally before cinching it tight. He then ordered Donald to sit besides Angela on the couch. Normally, I wouldn’t condone having captives sit together—there’s too much risk of them untying each other—but we won’t be leaving them alone anytime soon. Maggie obliged by moving a little to her left on the couch to give room to her brother.
Frank was about to gag him when I decided not to. “Never mind Frank,” I said. “You can gag him when we captured the others.” I did it solely to annoy Angela, who was tightly gagged, and to have my revenge for the last game. After all, she was the mastermind!
A look of relief overcame Donald. “Thanks guys.”
“Should we then ungag Angela too?” asked Frank.
“Nah. She’s already gagged. It’d be too much work if we ungagged her now and regag her later.”
She began complaining as she tried to struggle. I could hear her grunts getting louder. Suddenly, she attempted to stand up. We just watched her as she successfully stood. She then hopped towards me. She looked at me with looks that could kill. Suddenly, and to my utter surprise, she jumped on me and let herself fall on me. I was caught off guard, and both of us went tumbling on the floor, my body breaking Angela’s fall.
I could hear Angela laugh behind her gag, and the others erupted in laugher. Frank, Henry, and the girls teased me, while Donald laughed. I blushed. Pushed down by a bound and gagged girl! How humiliating!
Angela was laughing on the floor. Well, if she wants to laugh, I’ll oblige her. I decided to tickle her right then and there.
Without warning, I launched my tickle attack. I attacked her at the ribs and under the armpit. Her giggles suddenly accelerated. However, before I could get into high gear, I was stopped by Frank.
“Aw, leave her alone. We’ll tickle her with the rest of them later,” Frank said, pulling me away. “Don’t get peeved because she pulled one on you.”
Betty and Maggie then helped Angela on the couch, and the two girls began telling her how she taught a bad kid such as me a lesson, and how I have been put into my place. Then something weird happened.
“You should be rewarded for that,” my sister announced. She then went through Angela’s tie-up bag and retrieved a long beautiful silky bandana. I can’t remember the exact design but it was flowery with golden threads. “Isn’t it beautiful?”
“Yeah! Angela deserves nothing but the best,” Maggie giggled as she took it from Betty, and tied it around Angela’s head over the other gags already in place.
Angela complained, but her grunts were even more muffled than before. She looked dangerously at my sister and female cousin, rolled her eyes, and rested her head on the back of the couch. The two girls began discussing about beautiful bandanas and handkerchiefs and what should be used on Angela next time that she was gagged. Angela could only grunt, nod, or shake her head to contribute to this weird conversation.
Us boys simply laughed as we watched. Suddenly, we were interrupted by Henry.
“Look!” he said, and all of us boys, except for the bound Donald, went to the window to see what Henry was pointing out.
Chester, Jay, Andrew, and David were walking home together. Chester and Jay’s house was nearer to the school than ours, but Angela’s house was nearer so they had to pass by. It would be a simple matter to invite them over which Henry was more than glad to do.
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Andrew laughed, David simply shook his head, while Chester and Jay stared, when they saw that Donald and Angela were bound, and in the case of Angela, gagged.
“Big brother, David, will you surrender, or will you fight? You’re outnumbered,” I said.
We simply could’ve jumped them. However, I decided to simply ask them to give up.
“Well, lil’ brother, I guess we’ll have to give up,” Andrew said after he stopped laughing. He raised his hands in surrender, and David did the same.
“Chet, Jay, will you bring the prisoners here, so we can tie them up?” They were still at the door.
David and Andrew obediently walked forward to where we were standing, and placed their bags and books on the table in front of the couch.
“Um, why is Angela gagged and Donald is not?” my brother asked.
“Well, Angela was the mastermind of your last win, so I think she deserves it!” I replied.
“Hear that, Angie,” David laughed. “Maybe next time, you should be less brilliant and Tom here will be kinder to you!”
“Both of you, hands behind you,” I ordered as Frank handed lengths of rope to Chester and Jay.
They complied as the twins began to tie their hands. It was the basic wrap and cinch method. It was tight and effective. I looked at their job and was satisfied. I requested that Betty and Maggie, who were still busy having a “conversation” with Angela, stand up for the two newly capture boys.
They did so reluctantly.
Andrew and David sat besides Donald and Angela. Chester and Jay then finished by tying their ankles.
Now its gag time. I decided to infuriate Angela by simply tying handkerchiefs over the mouth in what is commonly called a “detective style” gag.
She complained as I could tell by her louder than usual grunts. All the others looked at me wide eyed. Boy, I sure would get it when it’s my turn! But it was worth it.
At that point, Angela and Henry’s mother arrived and offered us snacks and drinks. She didn’t bat an eye on the fact that her daughter and some of her friends were bound and gagged.
“Oh! So you’re playing a tie-up game again? Well, make sure to untie them before dinner, and please reserve some of the food for your captives,” she said.
We mouthed our agreement. “Yes Mrs. Dale,” we all said.
“Are you okay, Angela?” she asked her daughter.
Angela, like the little trooper that she was, happily nodded her head.
“Well, have fun!” she said before she left us to our own devices.
“Let’s put them in Henry’s room and tickle them there before eating our snacks!”
The others immediately agreed, although Chester was already munching his sandwich.