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Hope you're enjoying so far 🙂 Part 4.....might be my personal fave so far!
I was too distracted to notice Tracy had walked away and was no walking back carrying a chair. She sat it down in front of my feet, 'figured you might need this' 'Good idea, think I might be here a while!' Cidni replied. Again, another sentence that made my stomach sink.
Cidni pulled the chair closer and sat down. 'Ok lets get to know your feet Emily' with that she started dancing her nails on the bottoms of my heels, this produced a steady hyper giggling from behind my gag.
She slowly moved the dancing nails upward, the second they reached the bottom of my arches, that produced a scream followed by uncontrolled laughter, even with the gag doing its job the sounds wete intense. 'Oh wow!' Exclaimed tracy, omg these people do this for a LIVING and even by their standards my feet are extremely ticklish!
Amanda's screaming/laughing/begging stopped. Both Andrea and Kelly had turned and looked to see what the commotion was, up until this point everyone else was too distracted to even notice what predicament I was in. Now 100% of their attention was focused on my squeling.
Andrea then said something I was hoping had long been forgotten by everyone else but me. 'OMG, its the pedicure all over again!!' And looked over at Natasha, it took Natasha maybe a second or two then her eyes lit up, 'YES!' Natasha at least HAD forgotten, so thank you Andrea for bringing that embarrassing story back to everyones minds...
THE PEDICURE INCIDENT:
It was senior prom week, and some of us cross country, tennis, soccer players etc from the friend group decided that for ONCE our feet were not going to be the banged up abused feet you'd expect from a senior who had spent the last 12 several years running and practicing in cleats/running/tennis shoes.
I had never had a pedicure myself but it sounded fun enough. We met at a nail salon in the strip mall. It started off relaxing, we were sitting in comfy chairs soaking our feet. Then out came the pumice stone. It hit the bottom of my heel, 'oh!' I let out. Andrea looked over, 'is that supposed to tickle?' 'Not if you just relax' she said. Next thing i know the stone is on the side of the bottom of my foot. Now out came the giggles, 'hehehe' i clasp my hands over my mouth. Andrea, natasha and a couple others all laughed at this.
For the rest of the pedicure, i tried to hold it in, but the floodgates had been opened. Every new touch brought out either a giggle, an eek, or just me clutching the handles of the chair. Much to the entertainment of the other girls and workers alike.
Later that week in the limo ride to prom, Andrea says to my date, 'hey Mark, what do you think of Emily's toes?' He looked down at my florescent orange painted toes, 'Very nice' 'well they better be, Emily suffered greatly to get them!' She then proceeded to tell the entire limo about my ticklish salon experience. Again, entertainment at my ticklish expense, thanks Andrea!!
From that day on it was foot soaks at home for me! I managed to avoid having my feet poked and scrubbed by anyone else and now i somehow find myself tied down with my toes tied back at the mercy of a professional torturer!!
'Maybe we should call Mark!' Natasha joked, 'im SURE his new fiance would love to see an ex girlfriend tortured!' They all laughed.
Cidni stopped, as i caught my breath she talked to her newly interested audience, 'everyone see why i just love the stocks?! This is just a small taste of the fun you can have. I have a tool and technique that i use that can break even the most stubborn guest and get them begging for mercy in minutes if not SECONDS. As you can see it will not be necessary for Emily, im getting plenty of reactions without it' oh thank god.
'Oh no!' Natasha shouted out from her X, 'little miss ARE HER SIDES TICKLISH (She mocked the way i said it earlier when she was getting the tickle treatment) needs to get the WORKS!!!'
'Well like weve been doing all day, im leaving this decision up to the bride' we all looked to andrea, my eyes large, my head shaking no, muffled no's coming from behind my gag.
'Hmmmm you sure weren't very sympathetic to poor Tasha earlier.....i think you might need a lesson' my heartrate exploded.
CIdni opened her fun drawer, 'well that settles it! Oh, my toy is in here but im out of oil. Hmmmm, i have some tanning lotion in my purse that will work perfect! Hang tight girls'
My mind raced, lotion?!?! Wth?! I strained to look into the drawer, i couldnt see the tool, just the handle. Looked like the handle to a hairbrush...???
I was too distracted to notice Tracy had walked away and was no walking back carrying a chair. She sat it down in front of my feet, 'figured you might need this' 'Good idea, think I might be here a while!' Cidni replied. Again, another sentence that made my stomach sink.
Cidni pulled the chair closer and sat down. 'Ok lets get to know your feet Emily' with that she started dancing her nails on the bottoms of my heels, this produced a steady hyper giggling from behind my gag.
She slowly moved the dancing nails upward, the second they reached the bottom of my arches, that produced a scream followed by uncontrolled laughter, even with the gag doing its job the sounds wete intense. 'Oh wow!' Exclaimed tracy, omg these people do this for a LIVING and even by their standards my feet are extremely ticklish!
Amanda's screaming/laughing/begging stopped. Both Andrea and Kelly had turned and looked to see what the commotion was, up until this point everyone else was too distracted to even notice what predicament I was in. Now 100% of their attention was focused on my squeling.
Andrea then said something I was hoping had long been forgotten by everyone else but me. 'OMG, its the pedicure all over again!!' And looked over at Natasha, it took Natasha maybe a second or two then her eyes lit up, 'YES!' Natasha at least HAD forgotten, so thank you Andrea for bringing that embarrassing story back to everyones minds...
THE PEDICURE INCIDENT:
It was senior prom week, and some of us cross country, tennis, soccer players etc from the friend group decided that for ONCE our feet were not going to be the banged up abused feet you'd expect from a senior who had spent the last 12 several years running and practicing in cleats/running/tennis shoes.
I had never had a pedicure myself but it sounded fun enough. We met at a nail salon in the strip mall. It started off relaxing, we were sitting in comfy chairs soaking our feet. Then out came the pumice stone. It hit the bottom of my heel, 'oh!' I let out. Andrea looked over, 'is that supposed to tickle?' 'Not if you just relax' she said. Next thing i know the stone is on the side of the bottom of my foot. Now out came the giggles, 'hehehe' i clasp my hands over my mouth. Andrea, natasha and a couple others all laughed at this.
For the rest of the pedicure, i tried to hold it in, but the floodgates had been opened. Every new touch brought out either a giggle, an eek, or just me clutching the handles of the chair. Much to the entertainment of the other girls and workers alike.
Later that week in the limo ride to prom, Andrea says to my date, 'hey Mark, what do you think of Emily's toes?' He looked down at my florescent orange painted toes, 'Very nice' 'well they better be, Emily suffered greatly to get them!' She then proceeded to tell the entire limo about my ticklish salon experience. Again, entertainment at my ticklish expense, thanks Andrea!!
From that day on it was foot soaks at home for me! I managed to avoid having my feet poked and scrubbed by anyone else and now i somehow find myself tied down with my toes tied back at the mercy of a professional torturer!!
'Maybe we should call Mark!' Natasha joked, 'im SURE his new fiance would love to see an ex girlfriend tortured!' They all laughed.
Cidni stopped, as i caught my breath she talked to her newly interested audience, 'everyone see why i just love the stocks?! This is just a small taste of the fun you can have. I have a tool and technique that i use that can break even the most stubborn guest and get them begging for mercy in minutes if not SECONDS. As you can see it will not be necessary for Emily, im getting plenty of reactions without it' oh thank god.
'Oh no!' Natasha shouted out from her X, 'little miss ARE HER SIDES TICKLISH (She mocked the way i said it earlier when she was getting the tickle treatment) needs to get the WORKS!!!'
'Well like weve been doing all day, im leaving this decision up to the bride' we all looked to andrea, my eyes large, my head shaking no, muffled no's coming from behind my gag.
'Hmmmm you sure weren't very sympathetic to poor Tasha earlier.....i think you might need a lesson' my heartrate exploded.
CIdni opened her fun drawer, 'well that settles it! Oh, my toy is in here but im out of oil. Hmmmm, i have some tanning lotion in my purse that will work perfect! Hang tight girls'
My mind raced, lotion?!?! Wth?! I strained to look into the drawer, i couldnt see the tool, just the handle. Looked like the handle to a hairbrush...???
