Hello everyone, I have been lurking on the board for a while. I figured it was time to break my silence.
It was a summer day and I was sitting on my front porch. I hear some yelling from the backyard. Suddenly the girl who lived up the street, Jennifer, comes storming out of the back yard. Running behind her with a rope in his hand is my brother's friend Bryan. Bryan is yelling at Jennifer, "Come back, I said you can tie me up. Come back I'll let you tie me up. Tie me up, I don't care". He yells this about four more times. He then sees me sitting on the porch and walks over to me, hands me the rope and says "Here, you tie me up. I don't care." He turns his back to me and crossed his wrists behind his back. I start to tie his hands, losely, behind his back. I guess it was too loose, cause as soon as I finished tying he started to walk away and pulled his hands free. He looked at me, shook his head and went back into the backyard. Oh well I thought, at least I tried.
About an hour later, I'm sitting in the living room watching TV when the boys came into the house. Bryan still had his rope, which he dropped on the couch next to me. He kicked his shoes off and sat down and started watching TV. I looked at the rope and figured I'd give it a little better try this time. So I picked up the rope, called Bryan's name and showed him that I had the rope in my hand. He looked at me and just grinned and turned his back to me. I went over and sat down behind him, pulled his hands behind his back, crossing his wrists. He put up no resistance so I started tying his hands, first horizontally, then vertically. I had him this time, he wasn't going to get free so fast this time! I could see his reflection in the TV screen and his was grinning ear to ear. After I finished he just got up and sat on the floor.
After a few minutes I figured I had proved my point and was going to untie him. When I tried to turn him around so I could reach the knots he quickly turned his back so that his hands were out of my reach, and said "No." He got up and sat on the couch again, he stretched his legs out with his feet together and looked at his feet, then at me, then at his feet again. Then he nodded toword his feet and smiled at me. So I took this as a sign, I figured I'd try to tie his socked feet too. The only thing I could see to use was a pair of my brother's nunchucks-there were just plastic with a long string holding them together. I tried to wrap them around his ankles, but it was too short so he immediatley pulled his feet apart, laughed and said "That's too short."
Now I was on a mission. So I went to the toy box to find something better. I found the rope to my brother's ninja sword. I held it up and showed it to him. He again grinned at me. He then said "Great, thanks a lot Tommy. Justine (my brother), I'm gonna have my feet tied up, and the back of my arms!" as he lifted his bound hands to show my brother that they were tied. To this day I still don't know if his thanks was sarcastic or if he was actually thanking me. I'm leaning towards he meant it, but didn't want to seem too eger. Anyway, I walk back over to him, he already had his feet pressed tightly together and was lifting them up about two feet off the floor to me before I even got to him. I wrapped the rope about four times around his ankles and tied the knot off. At this point he is grinning ear to ear. So with the tie up complete I went and sat on the cough again to watch TV. Bryan spend the better part of the next hour hopping from chair to chair, bound hand and foot, giggling and seeming to be having the time of his life.
After about an hour I figured I had better free him. I actually had to grap him to keep him from hopping away from me again. I started to untie his feet and hands and I could tell that he was a little bummed out. He just looked at me and said "Aw man. That was fun!"