When I was in camp in the summer of 2007, something amazing would happen to me.
Before I start describing the events of the evening of tied up games, you need to know the background of the story.
My friends were 17 year old Glover and 16 year old Samuel who attended swimming with me at the local community pool at San Antonio, Texas. The 2 friends with me formed the perfect triangle as we never did anything that upset the other person. Glover was 5 ft and 8 inches tall with red and curly hair with blue eyes and he was very muscular because he lift weights at the local gym. Samuel was 5 ft and 6 inches tall with blond hair and blue eyes, but he was skinny. I was 5 ft and 2 inches tall with black hair and black eyes and had an average body size. We all engaged in tied up games whenever all of us get together, but it was simple ones.
For example, in one game, we engaged in arm wrestling. Whoever lost would be subjected to having their feet tied up and tickled. I usually lost because my arm strength was not capable to winning to my friends. The second game involved playing videogames like Call of Duty and it featured elimination tournments where the 2 people that died first would have to be restrained to a chair and given the purple nurple which is very painful and it gave people an incentive to win. The 3rd game was a modified version of cops and robbers where people arrested is handcuffed to a pole, and having their balls hit with objects. The last game would drain us of energy and yes, it was painful.
Now, I find myself captured by my friends. They had chased me down in camp and my hands and feet was grabbed and they lifted me up. The boys took me inside a cabin, and restrained my arms and legs to a bed on the bottom level. Now, as I lay there wondering the kind of torture to be done to me, I was shocked to discover that it would be a wild ride.
2 hours prior, we had decided to play cops and robbers in a nontraditional way. To my surprise, my body was weak from soccer and football in the camp games, so I was unable to get away.
As my shoes and socks was removed slowly, I thought my torture was going to be tickled on the soles of my feet, but I was incorrect. Samuel and Glover decided to feed me beans which I absolutly hate to eat. But, I was tied up, and was unable to stop them from their action. I soon cut the cheese, and it affected the 4 other boys in the cabin, which caused them to walk over to me, and pie me in the face. It was a vanilla topping which I liked, but usually only when I am eating it myself not when its used to be launched at my face.
To be Continued