Ghostwriter727
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So I've been busy at a local comic-con this weekend and there has been a blockbuster list of popular celebrities, and stars that have graced the convention.
Among those attending was the one and only Daisy Ridley. Every Star Wars geeks biggest crush for the last ten years.
I patiently waited for her line to slow down for most of the day, and of course it never did slow down.
She valiantly signed autographs, took pictures, answered questions, and even engaged a few fans in a fun lightsaber battle.
She was a class act if there ever was one.
I brought her a bottle of water at one point just out of courtesy, and she gracefully excepted it with a raised eyebrow that obviously asked; who the hell are you?😂
I stayed closer from that point on and acted the role of security, and made sure that her fans stayed respectful.
There was a lull in the crowd as a concert from a live band started, and she finally got to stretch a little. She walked over to me with her water, and thanked me again for the hydration.
She was in character as the guarded watch dog that she always was, but she seemed intrigued about who I was exactly.
I joked that I was just a dedicated pervert trying to get a close up shot of her bare hips.
She grinned a bit and nodded some.
"I've certainly had those before" she sarcastically said.
I finally showed her my press credentials, and she seemed impressed at my ability to act any part to get a little closer to the talent at the convention.
She retreated to her tent and told her guards that she needed a break for 20 minutes.
I went to a nearby vender and got a milkshake and brought it to her tent and told the guard that this was the shake that Jackson was telling her about, and asked if they could give it to her.
They took it, and told me to move along and I respectfully moved away.
About 30 seconds later one of the guards yelled over to me and called me back over.
As I got back over he opened the tent curtain, and said that I was being requested for an interview.
I was exhilarated to get some one on one time with Daisy and moved into the tent.
She was sitting at a table sipping the milkshake.
She had slid off her sneakers and was cooling her feet that were still in white socks.
She looked up at me with intrigue as I sat down at the table with her.
I asked her how was her milkshake, and she joked that she though that it was spiked.
I joked back that maybe it was, but you wouldn't be enjoying it as much if it were.
She just smirked again, and asked what kind of questions was I looking for answers to.
I just said that us perverts would love to know what brand of shampoo you use so we can get our body pillows to smell a little more like you.
She laughed a little.
It was cute, and I felt like I finally penetrated that watchdog persona of hers. We chatted about her hobbies, and where her favorite places where she has visited.
Her demeanor stayed pretty conservative, but I couldn't help but ask if anyone had ever tickled her and made her giggle like a monkey?
She laughed at the monkey context, and just nodded that she hasn't.
I commented that her guarded personality seemed to hint that she was likely very playful, and fun, but you have an image to live up to.
She took another sip of her milkshake, and said that if someone were so dumb as to tickle her; that she would choke them half to death, and waterboard them.
I just laughed and said that sounded like a confirmation of being very ticklish.
She just glared at me seeming ready to smile, but instead sippled on her shake.
After a few seconds she commented that it was a good thing that she liked the milkshake or I might be getting thrown out of the tent.
I just shrugged and said that I was glad that she liked it. One of the guards told Daisy that she had a line building again, and I was going to have to go.
Daisy quickly protested. "No; he can stay. I think that I might use him for my next lightsaber demonstration".
She just smiled a bit as the guard agreed.
She slipped her feet back into the sneakers, and stood up asking me if I thought that I could win.
I replied that I might have a few tricks up my sleeve.
She just smirked , and smiled again saying that she was the Jedi hero, and I was going to be another villain that she makes an example out of.
She winked as she exited, and said that the guards would come get me when she was ready for the battle.
I waited in the tent for some time; probably about 15 minutes when the guards waived me to outside the tent again. To my surprise the fans were booing me, and calling me Darth Squeegee.😂
I just kept a straight look and focused on her as we circled each other, and our sabers were drawn.
We exchanged saber blows, and rolled on the floor some. As she lay distracted on the floor I "used the force" to tickle her hips and she quickly pushed me and moved away, but not before I caught a laugh, and an embarrassed look away from the fans.
As we stood up and faced off again grinning she got close to me and said that if I did that again she would hurt me for real.
We exchanged more blows and battled for a few more minutes but she was very determined to keep me away at arms length if not further.
She won the battle ultimately as any Jedi knight should, but my win came in knowing that this hard as a rock Jedi had weaknesses that could be very fun to exploit, but I wasn't about to bring any shame, or embarrassment to the Star Wars franchise.
As the convention concluded I said my goodbyes to Daisy Ridley and told her that it was an honor to lose so definitively to a true master of the craft.
She hugged me, and thanked me for being a great opponent. As I hugged her back I lightly dug my fingers into her ribs and she audibly giggled, and squirmed away.
I told her that I loved her laugh and would be happy to see more of it anytime.
She blew me a kiss, and just said "I still think I could win".
We parted ways after that, and I retreated to my tablet to take notes of the days festivities.
I can't really confirm, or deny the ticklish ratings for Daisy to be honest.
She could have been just enjoying the play, and our time together. Or she enjoyed it and wanted me to do it a little more, but had to stay in character for the convention.
There is certainly plenty of what ifs to consider, but for now lets enjoy the journey, and live to fight, and laugh another day.
Thanks for the experience Daisy Ridley.
Ticklish, or too scared to admit it; you are still a pretty amazing person.
Love; Jackson
See you all soon.😉
Among those attending was the one and only Daisy Ridley. Every Star Wars geeks biggest crush for the last ten years.
I patiently waited for her line to slow down for most of the day, and of course it never did slow down.
She valiantly signed autographs, took pictures, answered questions, and even engaged a few fans in a fun lightsaber battle.
She was a class act if there ever was one.
I brought her a bottle of water at one point just out of courtesy, and she gracefully excepted it with a raised eyebrow that obviously asked; who the hell are you?😂
I stayed closer from that point on and acted the role of security, and made sure that her fans stayed respectful.
There was a lull in the crowd as a concert from a live band started, and she finally got to stretch a little. She walked over to me with her water, and thanked me again for the hydration.
She was in character as the guarded watch dog that she always was, but she seemed intrigued about who I was exactly.
I joked that I was just a dedicated pervert trying to get a close up shot of her bare hips.
She grinned a bit and nodded some.
"I've certainly had those before" she sarcastically said.
I finally showed her my press credentials, and she seemed impressed at my ability to act any part to get a little closer to the talent at the convention.
She retreated to her tent and told her guards that she needed a break for 20 minutes.
I went to a nearby vender and got a milkshake and brought it to her tent and told the guard that this was the shake that Jackson was telling her about, and asked if they could give it to her.
They took it, and told me to move along and I respectfully moved away.
About 30 seconds later one of the guards yelled over to me and called me back over.
As I got back over he opened the tent curtain, and said that I was being requested for an interview.
I was exhilarated to get some one on one time with Daisy and moved into the tent.
She was sitting at a table sipping the milkshake.
She had slid off her sneakers and was cooling her feet that were still in white socks.
She looked up at me with intrigue as I sat down at the table with her.
I asked her how was her milkshake, and she joked that she though that it was spiked.
I joked back that maybe it was, but you wouldn't be enjoying it as much if it were.
She just smirked again, and asked what kind of questions was I looking for answers to.
I just said that us perverts would love to know what brand of shampoo you use so we can get our body pillows to smell a little more like you.
She laughed a little.
It was cute, and I felt like I finally penetrated that watchdog persona of hers. We chatted about her hobbies, and where her favorite places where she has visited.
Her demeanor stayed pretty conservative, but I couldn't help but ask if anyone had ever tickled her and made her giggle like a monkey?
She laughed at the monkey context, and just nodded that she hasn't.
I commented that her guarded personality seemed to hint that she was likely very playful, and fun, but you have an image to live up to.
She took another sip of her milkshake, and said that if someone were so dumb as to tickle her; that she would choke them half to death, and waterboard them.
I just laughed and said that sounded like a confirmation of being very ticklish.
She just glared at me seeming ready to smile, but instead sippled on her shake.
After a few seconds she commented that it was a good thing that she liked the milkshake or I might be getting thrown out of the tent.
I just shrugged and said that I was glad that she liked it. One of the guards told Daisy that she had a line building again, and I was going to have to go.
Daisy quickly protested. "No; he can stay. I think that I might use him for my next lightsaber demonstration".
She just smiled a bit as the guard agreed.
She slipped her feet back into the sneakers, and stood up asking me if I thought that I could win.
I replied that I might have a few tricks up my sleeve.
She just smirked , and smiled again saying that she was the Jedi hero, and I was going to be another villain that she makes an example out of.
She winked as she exited, and said that the guards would come get me when she was ready for the battle.
I waited in the tent for some time; probably about 15 minutes when the guards waived me to outside the tent again. To my surprise the fans were booing me, and calling me Darth Squeegee.😂
I just kept a straight look and focused on her as we circled each other, and our sabers were drawn.
We exchanged saber blows, and rolled on the floor some. As she lay distracted on the floor I "used the force" to tickle her hips and she quickly pushed me and moved away, but not before I caught a laugh, and an embarrassed look away from the fans.
As we stood up and faced off again grinning she got close to me and said that if I did that again she would hurt me for real.
We exchanged more blows and battled for a few more minutes but she was very determined to keep me away at arms length if not further.
She won the battle ultimately as any Jedi knight should, but my win came in knowing that this hard as a rock Jedi had weaknesses that could be very fun to exploit, but I wasn't about to bring any shame, or embarrassment to the Star Wars franchise.
As the convention concluded I said my goodbyes to Daisy Ridley and told her that it was an honor to lose so definitively to a true master of the craft.
She hugged me, and thanked me for being a great opponent. As I hugged her back I lightly dug my fingers into her ribs and she audibly giggled, and squirmed away.
I told her that I loved her laugh and would be happy to see more of it anytime.
She blew me a kiss, and just said "I still think I could win".
We parted ways after that, and I retreated to my tablet to take notes of the days festivities.
I can't really confirm, or deny the ticklish ratings for Daisy to be honest.
She could have been just enjoying the play, and our time together. Or she enjoyed it and wanted me to do it a little more, but had to stay in character for the convention.
There is certainly plenty of what ifs to consider, but for now lets enjoy the journey, and live to fight, and laugh another day.
Thanks for the experience Daisy Ridley.
Ticklish, or too scared to admit it; you are still a pretty amazing person.
Love; Jackson
See you all soon.😉
