This won't be a traditional "story", but rather a look backwards from my now "aged" perspective. I'm not a young man anymore...verging upon tipping out of middle aged in fact, in the minds of some of our youth oriented society. I've written countless stories in my minds eye...it's a constant process, one that the sight of nearly every woman in my daily life sets into motion on a daily basis. I've tickled hundreds of women of diverse size, age, race, and social status in real life as well.....some have been bound to immobility, others have been willing victims and many have been "accidental" (at least in their minds). As a younger man, I was fairly charming, perhaps not handsome, but clean cut, well groomed and possessed of a quick wit and some personality. I'm a highly intelligent predator...and motivated to be cunning and clever as well when I feel the "need" come upon me.... The fire that burned in both brain and belly in my teens and twenties is barely a flicker now...one that I have to "summon" rather than chain or defeat as I did decades gone by. The elaborate scenarios that I would concoct to trap my prey...the bets and teasing, the powers of observation that I would bring to bear to detect weakness or willingness in a potential victim...sigh...such intensity and passion. Shaking with anticipation as I would execute one maneuver after another...ensnaring them bit by bit if necessary. Did it all work because I was so clever, so forceful, or was it rather their own failure to escape or avoid the inevitable conclusion?
The patience I had back then was incredible. I met an 18 year old friend of my older sister and 10 years later she was a willing tickle slave who worked for me in the restaurant business. TEN YEARS.... who "works" on something for that long? Was I ever discouraged? Nope...any setback only made me more determined to complete my mission. Continued.............
The patience I had back then was incredible. I met an 18 year old friend of my older sister and 10 years later she was a willing tickle slave who worked for me in the restaurant business. TEN YEARS.... who "works" on something for that long? Was I ever discouraged? Nope...any setback only made me more determined to complete my mission. Continued.............