Frey007, is this what you wanted. Answer me in at least five sentences about what you want for part 2.
The Russian son of oligarch
"Kiss my feet,” said the Russian son of an oligarch.
“If I were into that sort of thing, which I am not,” said the beautiful blonde, “I would never kiss your ugly feet.”
"Don’t take that tone with me ! I am the Russian son of an oligarch!”
“No,” she said, “you don’t take that tone with me.”
As she spoke, she gave the Russian a poke to his belly. “Eek! I am a very ticklish son of a Russian oligarch. Do not poke me.
"What's the matter chubby, does this bother you ?" she asked as she used both hands to poke at the laughing Russian!
"Stop !!!!" he yelled as he hopped from foot to foot. “I’m telling you, I am too ticklish for this!” The woman ignored him.
“I think you need to laugh, she said as she signaled the other women at the party to tickle the man. Now, about twenty women were on top of him, probing their fingers all over his whole body.
“It’s about time somebody tickle this snooty oligarch,” a woman said.
They all pinned him to the floor and made him laugh. Finally, the original beauty placed her foot up to his face.
“Kiss it!”
The oligarch was humiliated.
“I will not,” he protested.
“Kiss it!” she yelled as she poked his belly with her toe.”
“Please, no!” the oligarch said. “I am an oligarch!”
“Kiss it or get tickled,” she said.
Humiliated, the man gave her foot a big, wet kiss.
“See,” the beauty said, “I am tougher than you.”
The oligarch wanted revenge, though.
Continue?
The Russian son of oligarch
"Kiss my feet,” said the Russian son of an oligarch.
“If I were into that sort of thing, which I am not,” said the beautiful blonde, “I would never kiss your ugly feet.”
"Don’t take that tone with me ! I am the Russian son of an oligarch!”
“No,” she said, “you don’t take that tone with me.”
As she spoke, she gave the Russian a poke to his belly. “Eek! I am a very ticklish son of a Russian oligarch. Do not poke me.
"What's the matter chubby, does this bother you ?" she asked as she used both hands to poke at the laughing Russian!
"Stop !!!!" he yelled as he hopped from foot to foot. “I’m telling you, I am too ticklish for this!” The woman ignored him.
“I think you need to laugh, she said as she signaled the other women at the party to tickle the man. Now, about twenty women were on top of him, probing their fingers all over his whole body.
“It’s about time somebody tickle this snooty oligarch,” a woman said.
They all pinned him to the floor and made him laugh. Finally, the original beauty placed her foot up to his face.
“Kiss it!”
The oligarch was humiliated.
“I will not,” he protested.
“Kiss it!” she yelled as she poked his belly with her toe.”
“Please, no!” the oligarch said. “I am an oligarch!”
“Kiss it or get tickled,” she said.
Humiliated, the man gave her foot a big, wet kiss.
“See,” the beauty said, “I am tougher than you.”
The oligarch wanted revenge, though.
Continue?
