Lord_Zobor
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I recently went to my local pub/bar on a Friday night. Being retired, I went in around 4pm before the rush. The only staff, besides the chef in the kitchen was the bartender, a woman in her 50's, and her daughter, who is about 35, who was a server. The servers all wear white tank tops and jean shorts. The other girls come in at 5pm.
I know the regulars there, there were six of them, two were playing pool, the others sitting at a table drinking beer.
The one server at he time, Sandy, a blonde, about 5'6, maybe 125, generous chest, was at the bar talking to her mother. One of the guys at the table walked up with an empty pitcher, and while waiting for a fillup, from Diane, the bartender, was chatting with Sandy. He put his hands on her waist, she started giggling and squirming, and said "I'm ticklish".
"Oh are you?" he said and started moving his fingers faster. She was squirming more and laughing. Diane said "she's really ticklish' and handed Sandy the full pitcher of beer. Ron, the guy behind her, kept tickling her sides as she took the pitcher over to the table. Sandy was squirming and laughing as she walked over to the table. Fortunately the table was only about 10 feet away and she didn't spill any of the beer. As she walked away from the table, another guy, John, latched onto her side and started tickling her. Sandy was squirming and laughing like crazy all the way to the bar. He stopped, and Sandy turned to them and said Com'on you guys, I'm really ticklish, your tickling me to death!
They just smiled and left her a good tip.
I know the regulars there, there were six of them, two were playing pool, the others sitting at a table drinking beer.
The one server at he time, Sandy, a blonde, about 5'6, maybe 125, generous chest, was at the bar talking to her mother. One of the guys at the table walked up with an empty pitcher, and while waiting for a fillup, from Diane, the bartender, was chatting with Sandy. He put his hands on her waist, she started giggling and squirming, and said "I'm ticklish".
"Oh are you?" he said and started moving his fingers faster. She was squirming more and laughing. Diane said "she's really ticklish' and handed Sandy the full pitcher of beer. Ron, the guy behind her, kept tickling her sides as she took the pitcher over to the table. Sandy was squirming and laughing as she walked over to the table. Fortunately the table was only about 10 feet away and she didn't spill any of the beer. As she walked away from the table, another guy, John, latched onto her side and started tickling her. Sandy was squirming and laughing like crazy all the way to the bar. He stopped, and Sandy turned to them and said Com'on you guys, I'm really ticklish, your tickling me to death!
They just smiled and left her a good tip.
Thanks for sharing it here. 
