Okay, let's hope I canget through this without falling asleep. And maybe if I do it all in one thread, you guys will start posting comments.
So, there was a day at the end of this past spring when I was asked to come stay with Jack for the weekend. He'd just celebrated his 9th birthday a few days before, so he felt on top of the world. On this particular day, the sun didn't come out and it started raining by noon. Jackwas a little disapointed, as he wouldn't be alowed to play in a thunderstorm. But I decided to lighten the mood. I handed him a small gift wrapped box with his birthday present inside. (where else? Duh.) I'd got a pair of real nickle-plated handcuffs for our tie-up sessions. The look in his eyes whenhe opened that package was absolutly unbeleiveable. He smiled litteraly from ear to ear.
"Can we try them out?" he asked.
"I don't see why not." I answered. So I cuffed his hands behind him.
A short while later, we heard a sound at the door. I almost panicked untill I realised that it was Janett. Then I was REALLY freaked out. My breath stuck in my throat when she saw the handcuffs and I didn't know what she'd do. But she turned to me, and with those deep brown eyes loking dead into mine, she said,
"You stole my idea." But then Jack started talking.
"Troy can tie me up real good. You should see him do it. C'mon Troy. Tie me up good. Please?"
At that moment, I got this evil look in my eyes and said "I can do that." So I went to the closet to get a length of clothesline to tie his legs with. After cinching the knots reall good, I then pulled his socks off, rolled them up, and jokingly said, "Put a sock in it!" which I proptly did. But then, Janett Says to me, "Why don't we have some fun?" We both just laughed and then she helped Jack out of his handcuffs and took off his shirt. Then she re-cuffed them and grabbed him by the arms and just pointed at his feet. I didn't need to be told what she maent, I'd had pleanty of babysitters when I was young to know what that meant.
I imediatly set about tikling him mercilessly. But then, Janett started with his armpits and sides. He started squealing and shrieking and squirmed around for a while. The tickle torture lasted about 5 minuites before he couldn't take anymore, sowe let him go. But we teased him about it for the rest of the evening.
So the next morning (yes I slept over. No I won't tell you how Janett was in bed.), as you can imagine, Jack was somewhat hesitent about letting us tie him up again. But I knew he would get tied up again sometime in the future.
That was my most recent TUG. So should I post a few more about when I was young while I try to get a new one? PLEASE POST!