Recent content by Don Turtelli

Don't worry, there will be a next part to this this story, I've just been really busy, I'll post the next part during the week....

So any ideas for the next part?!

The curiosity was too much for Bart. He decided to investigate the howls of laughter from the alleyway. The laughter certainly sounded familiar somehow..... Back in the room, tears of laughter were now running down Marge's face. "PLLLEEEEAAAAAASSSSEEEEEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...

Only a quick story! It was a damp cloudy Thursday in Springfield. It was the afternoon and Marge was just leaving the Walmart with the weekly shopping. The kids were at school and Homer in work. Marge proceeded to drive back home. As she drove through downtown she happened to notice a...

It should; make sure you spell "delhi" correct. The first site that appears should say "Daily Times-Site Edition", it is in there. Here is the article copied anyhow; NEW DELHI: Police in New Delhi have revealed that they are increasingly adopting a novel way to extract confessions from...

Thought you might be interested by this article I found. I do not know how to create a link, so just type into google; "New delhi police tickling". It should come up as the first result. It tells how the police in New Delhi are now using tickling as a method of torture. What does anyone think?

I'm enjoying writing this story and I cannot wait to continue it.I'm very busy for the next two weeks though, so after that the story will be continued. Hope you all can wait that long!

On hearing these words from Lin, I felt a thousand butterflies in my stomach. I mean, she was a small woman and physically would certainly not be a threat to myself or even Abby, except for the fact that we were helplessly restrained. Basically, she was in a position to do whatever she wanted to...

I decided that I would go. Here I was, twenty three years of age, had dropped out of college one year previously, and had just left my recent job in a local building society. I wanted to save money to travel the world while I was still young, before I settled down into a routine in life. My aunt...

Hope those who read this enjoyed the story. Again I had to post it over three threads because my computer has been crashing a bit lately and I don't want to spend hours writing out a story only for the computer to crash. There will be another story soon, I'm trying to keep them all original, so...

Eliza's Revenge (part three) A few moments later, the three women entered the basement.The cold steady voice then spoke. "We're back". Eliza spoke. "You can call these ladies miss x and miss y" she said to the captives. "They're going to tickle you both silly whilst I watch. Okay?" Sandra...

Eliza's Revenge (part two) One year beforehand, Sandra had been approached by the short squat lady whom she was now a captive of. Her name was Eliza and she was a part of a small group of international female criminals. Eliza had called to the house one day when just Sandra and Kym were at...

Eliza's Revenge (part one) The outside rain continued to hit off the upstair windows, making a continuous dashing sound, which could be heard clearly in the basement. The basement was darkly lit and was also slightly damp. The walls were unpainted for years and the ceiling was showing cracks...

Hey, I'm just wondering, seeing as Ireland is not really that big, is there anyone else here from Ireland besides myself?

Okay, the other night I had a dream that I had been kidnapped, along with a woman, and we had been tied down to tables and tickle tortured. ( the first tickle dream I've ever had incidentally). "Great, lucky you" I hear you say. However, thinking about it the next day, it occured to me how...