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166 lines
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TICKLE TOWERS
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(part one)
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Bethany Chamberlain placed her bag of
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groceries on the kitchen counter and
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answered her ringing telephone. "Hello?"
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"Bethany? It's Ash. Listen, I'm having
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a pool party to end all pool parties
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today. Why don't you come on by?"
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Bethany sighed. Her cousin, Ashleigh,
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had moved into a new condo, and she was
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always trying to get her to stop by.
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"I don't know, Ash, I have to clean the
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apartment..."
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Ashleigh cut in. "Oh, come on, Beth, I
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am beginning to get insulted. What, are
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you afraid to come by?" "Of course not,
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but..." "Good. See ya in 30 minutes!
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Toodles!"
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Bethany resigned herself to the fact
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that she couldn't win, so she took a
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quick shower, changed, and drove over
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to Templeman Towers, the condo Ashleigh
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lived in.
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When Ashleigh saw her cousin her eyes
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glared. "For goodness sakes, Beth, this
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is a *pool* party; where is your bathing
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suit?" Bethany stared at the floor,
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hemming and hawing, till Ashleigh said,
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"Here! Take this." She thrust a bikini
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at her. "It's all I have. Loosen up
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for just one day, ok? For me?"
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Bethany sighed and went to change into
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the scanty pink 2-piecer, regretting
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the night ahead. Little did she know
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what lay ahead!
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Ashleigh brought a bronzed adonis over
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to the chaize lounge Bethany lounged on.
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"Michael, this knockout is my cousin,
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Bethany. She's um, new here, so, uh,
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make her feel at home, ok?" Michael had
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a wicked gleam in his eye that gave
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Bethany the willys. "Nice to meet you,
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Michael, but, if you don't mind, I
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really would just like to lie here for
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awhile."
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Ashleigh winked at Michael. "No problem.
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Come on, Michael, let's let her rest."
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As the two walked away Bethany couldn't
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help but wonder what her cousin was up
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to. She pushed these thoughts aside and
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closed her eyes.
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After what seemed to be 5 minutes or so,
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Bethany felt 2 hands on her feet. She
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opened her eyes to see a handsome guy
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seated at the foot of the lounge. "Hi,
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there," he said devilishly. "My name's
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Jason. You looked so comfortable, yet
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you still have your flip-flops on." He
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gently removed them and said,"You have
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lovely feet, Bethany. They're so soft.
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Are you ticklish?"
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Bethany's mind raced. She knew Ashleigh
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had set her up. When they were kids,
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Ashleigh derived great delight in seeing
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her cousin tickled. She used to tell
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the other kids to hold Bethany while
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several others (Ashleigh especially)
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would tickle her till tears poured down
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her face.
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She had to think fast. "No, Jason, I'm
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not in the least bit ticklish, so please
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take your hands off my feet!"
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Jason grinned. "Funny, but I hear you
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are extremely ticklish!" He started to
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run his fingers under the soles of her
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feet. She stifled a giggle. "Please,"
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the words were muffled. "Aww, is th
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baby ticklish?" He said mockingly.
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His fingers accelerated in rapid motions
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around her soles, insteps, all the way
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up to Bethany's knees, a very ticklish
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spot. She burst out laughing, her entire
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body a mass of quivers. "P-p-please,
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don't!"
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Ashleigh walked over and laughed. "Sorry
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cuz, but this is your coming out party.
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After this night is over, you will be
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tickle-tortured beyond your wildest
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dreams! Greg! Tony! Come on, let's take
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her inside!"
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Bethany kicked Jason's hands away and
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made a run for it. She heard Ashleigh
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scream, "Get her! Now she'll get DOUBLE
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the torture!"
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Bethany ran into the lobby. Seeing a
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door leading to the basement, she opened
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it and ran down the steps, to at a time,
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till she reached the boiler room. "Hi,
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Beth," a voice said. She turned around,
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horrified to see Max, Ashleigh's older
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brother, standing there. "Please, Max,
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pretend you didn't see me," she pleaded.
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He shook his head and grinned. "Sorry,
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Bethany, you might just as well accept
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it. Come with me," he held a hand out.
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"No!" she screamed. He sighed. "OK,
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have it your way. I guess we'll have to
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do this the hard way."
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He reached for her and whispered in her
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ear. "Are you still ticklish here?" and
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started tickling her under arms. She
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doubled over and squealed wth horror/
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delight. "Now, I'll stop if you come
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along with me." "OK,OK, I'll go with
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you!" she gasped.
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As they reached the top of the steps,
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Ashleigh greeted them with a sneer.
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"Ready for a good laugh, cuz?" She
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pulled out several stiff feathers from
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behind her back.
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Will Bethany escape, or will she be
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tickle-tortured? Tune in for the next
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installment of TICKLE TOWERS!
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