I wrote a sort of string of stories some years ago and lost a lot of chapters.
The basics were Jamie and Cindy are from the UK who had may friends and meetings with different people over their time.
Jamie had a huge tickling fetish and Cindy who found out she was insanely ticklish but actually found she loved being tickled.
In this particular chapter Cindy had fallen for Mark who was a SAS and he had got shot on an operation. Cindy was obviously very up set but with the help of her best friend found a way around her grief and visited a guy call Jack who worked in a shoe shop.
Jamie her boss and friend of many years was also up to tickling shinanigans …..at the same time.....
Sorry I cant find the sequence in which I wrote but each chapter tells a little story and you can make it up as you see and how you interpret it.
Cindy returns home.
“We will do business together.” Amstar pushed out his hand to Mark. He wanted no more than to plant his fist into his face as hard as he could, but it would not only blow their cover it would ruin the whole operation. “now you have finished with us I would like to finish this deal and leave” Mark sounded aggravated over what had happened to Cindy, however he knew deep in side there was no other girl like her, she was so brave, she had taken it in her stride. The deal was done between the pair and Mark and Cindy left the mansion and was driven back to a fine hotel in Prague’s city centre, they felt safe, the first time since they landed. “What do we do now?” Cindy asked “we wait for the other agents to do their jobs and then when we get the ok we are out of here and next stop home. ”Do you think every thing will go all right and he doesn’t suspect us?” Cindy quizzed Mark “no I think, thanks to you, he trusts us and the money will be transferred tomorrow. “Where will the drugs go?” asked Cindy “I have given him an address where our agents are waiting for the drop off, he always employs other people to do his dirty work that’s why his has never been caught before. The next morning over coffee, Mark looked at his I phone and logged into the bank account, there had been a transferral of £300.000 “our job is done here” he smiled at Cindy, “does that mean we can go home?” Cindy asked “yeh it sure does I will make the arrangements. A taxi came to the hotel for their journey to the airport, they only had their hand luggage to carry, and the taxi sped off towards the airport terminal. They arrived and quickly stepped in through the glass doors and into the warmth of the terminal building. They both went straight to the check in and stood under a column where the screen was telling passengers of the boarding times. Cindy stood next to Mark , then her world caved in, there was a bright flash, a cracking sound, so loud it deafened her, she fell to the ground, there was screaming from all around, the smell drew deep in side her head, the smell of death, she got to her knees, her hands were wallowing in a pool of blood, screams, people running, “what the hell was going on” she thought hard, then she turned her head and saw Mark face down, his jacket ripped open, below his shoulders, blood covered his back, Cindy was in a daze, but she reacted with a scream, something primeval set in, her first reaction to tragedy, then Cindy felt her arm being pulled and she was dragged to her feet, she was being heaved from the scene by a man in a suit, she looked back to see Mark laying there motionless, “MARK!” Cindy wailed “MARK!” she was being hauled away and pushed into a room, in front of two men, Cindy was hysterical by now, she could hardly take breath through her sobbing, “what, what has happened?” cried Cindy “who are you?” “Your safe, there has been a shooting, its, Mark he has been shot, try to calm your self, Cindy.” “Is he dead?” Cindy pleas sounded pathetic, “I am afraid he is, I am so sorry.” Said one man in a sympathetic voice. A women entered the room and went to Cindy and took hold of her, “come and sit down my dear” the lady helped Cindy to a chair,” glass of water over here please” she pointed to one of the men “we are police you are safe” she told Cindy, “but Mark, my Mark” Cindy’s eyes were red with tears, her nose was running with head mucus, she felt numb. “There is nothing we can do, I am so sorry, we will get you out of here and home as quickly as we can, I promise.
Cindy gazed out of the plane window at the damp tarmac, there was airport vehicles chasing around laden with luggage, her head was pounding with pain, her eyes sore, she was shaking, she felt cold and empty inside, “what am I doing here what went wrong, Mark promised me every thing would be fine?” Cindy was asking question after question in her head. The lady who had tried to comfort her would escort Cindy back to Heathrow; she would make sure she arrived home safe, and as comfortable as possible under the circumstances. “Who can I phone to meet you my dear, we have a car waiting for you to drive you back to Southampton, have you family there?” her kind words calmed Cindy momentarily, “My mother is in Peterborough but I have a good friend, I need to go to their place, they are Sally and Jamie, their number is on my mobile,” Cindy pushed her phone into the ladies hand. “I will ring them as soon as we get off. It was midday when they alighted the plane and made their way out to the awaiting car, it was a damp and dismal day, the drive back down the M3 seamed an eternity, “questions. questions,” was spinning around in Cindy’s head, “what the hell went wrong?” They drove into Southampton and found Jamie’s house, he was waiting out side on his drive way with Sally, and he had rushed back from work as soon as he had heard the news. The car stopped and Jamie opened the door and Cindy fell into his arms, “there, there it will be ok your home now.” Jamie held her in his arms and then gently guided her though the front door and into the security of his house. Cindy felt safe for the first time, she clung on to Jamie, tears pouring from her eyes, Sally helped with the embrace, “put the kettle on love” Jamie instructed “we will leave you alone” said the police lady, Jamie nodded to her as she closed the door behind her. “Come and sit down,” Jamie assisted Cindy to a chair in his kitchen; he collected a pile of paper handkerchiefs and loaded them out on the breakfast bar in front of her. “Mark has been shot” Cindy’s sentence was just recognisable over the sobbing, “I know, they have told me what happened, listen your safe that’s all the matters, I wish I had never let you go out there.” Said Jamie. “Who shot him?” Cindy asked Jamie, “Well they think it was one of the drug dealers but they won’t tell me much, that’s all I know.” “I have called your Mum and she is on her way down as we speak,” Sally handed them a mug with hot coffee,” try to drink Cindy, I will get you an Aspirin” Jamie instructed Sally to the cupboard where they kept their medicines. “Here dry your eyes” Jamie pushed some paper hankies into Cindy’s hand, she wiped her eyes, they looked raw, “I thought the operation went to plan, I don’t understand what went wrong?” Cindy wept again, ”they won’t tell me much they said it was confidential, however Josh and Lily are on their way back as well,” “Lily, is she ok?” Cindy cried “she is fine don’t worry she will be back this evening.” They retired to the front room, Jamie had written the rest of the day off of work and Sally started dinner. “They will be sending around a counsellor from the Police later to talk to you” Jamie said “I don’t want to speak from any one from that lot I don’t trust any of them” Cindy sobbed “I just want to stay here and see my Mum” “I will pick her up from the station at six, you stay here with Sally and I will bring her straight back to you” Jamie kindly said. The phone rung, Sally picked it up, it was Lily, Sally handed the receiver to Cindy, “hi Hun how are you” Cindy could hear Lily her best friend on the line which made her weep uncontrollably, “ oh lily what has happened, if we had never agreed to do this Mark would still be here” she cried, ”no that’s not true and you know that, we will be back at seven I will see you then Hun, hand me to Jamie.” Jamie and Lily spoke for a few minutes Cindy could not make out what they talking about; her head was still in a spin. “I need to go and pick up your Mum from the station love, I will be back in twenty minutes, stay with Sally. Sally sat next to Cindy and put her arm around her and pushed Cindy’s head down on to her shoulder, Sally brushed Cindy’s hair with her fingers. Jamie arrived back and as soon as Cindy saw her Mum she jumped out of her seat and plunged into Janet’s out stretched arms. Jamie and Sally looked at each other. “Oh mum what have I done?” Cindy howled “you v done nothing except be exceptionally brave and we are all very proud of you indeed.” Janet said. “But if I didn’t agree to go, all of this would never have happened” Cindy sobbed again “listen you can not blame your self it is nothing to do with you, I had no idea you were going and what you were up to until Jamie filled me in on all the details.” Said Janet. “I’m sorry Mum I should have told you, but it was all supposed to be a secret,” Cindy said “I know and understand love, don’t worry you are safe and back home that’s all that counts.” They all agreed and they talked for the next hour, until Josh and Lily arrived, Cindy hugged Lily tight and Josh stood back with tears in his eyes, his face looked pale and his eyes blistered, the loss of his friend was taking a toll on his youthful years, he could hardy believe what had happened. He could not understand, they said “the operation was a success and Mark and Cindy where on their way back to the UK,” then he was told the worst news possible, “how did this happen after all the tours of duty he had spent with his loyal friend, only to be shot in the back. Some one will pay for this if it’s the last thing I ever do.” Josh looked at the bereaving gathering, he could plainly see the hurt sketched across poor Cindy’s face, he felt anger, he wanted more than ever just to leave and drive to Thames house and has it out with Q, if it was not for the time of day he would have.
Cindy slept but not at all well, at Jamie’s house, she could not face being in her flat alone. Janet stayed over as well and Josh and lily when back to her flat, Josh was still in denial that his best friend was dead,” Mark was immortal, the times he had witnessed Mark take on, and kill more that one insurgence at a time and come away with out a scratch, to be grounded by a single bullet to the back, what coward has done this, Josh had to find out, he made a promise, he would get revenge for his companions death.
Marks body was flown back to Brize Norton and transported to Aldershot for a full military funeral.
Hundreds of army personnel where there to pay their respects, along with his battalion he served so bravely with. It was a sombre affair, Cindy for the first time met Marks parents, “you must have been very special to him for him to take you along on ops” said Mr Atkins with tears in his eyes, he was in his late sixties but Cindy could see a resemblance in his eyes, “I will make sure, my dear that who ever did this to Mark will pay, I will see to that,” he then looked angry. “If I had not decided to go along I am sure he would be here today, I am so sorry,” sobbed Cindy “I will hear nothing of it, Mark was brave and stubborn, he would have been there with or with out you, it is not your fault my dear.” Mr Atkins words made Cindy feel just a little better, she knew he was right. Mark was given full military honours and buried at his parents village grave yard.
Cindy found it difficult for next few weeks , Jamie had told her not to come into work but the only way to come to terms with it, was to keep going, Cindy knew Mark would have wanted her not to grieve and to carry on with her own life.
“I am going for a long walk tomorrow in the forest with Willow; I would love it, if you would join me Cindy?” Jamie looked up from his PC as Cindy was staring out of the office window,”yeh that would be nice I would love to come,” she replied “ok I will pick you up at nine.” Cindy was back in her flat but it felt lonely and Lily was around as much as she could. Josh had gone back with Marks parents who he knew well from his army days, he felt comfort with them.
Cindy and Jamie walked for hours and talked about all the good things that had happened and the fact of the matter is that Cindy was beautiful, intelligent and brave, she had the whole of her life in front of her, she was only twenty six, Mark would have been looking down that day and would have excepted that she drew a line in the sand and started again. “What would you say if we all went down to Centre parks for the weekend, lily included, what do you say?” Jamie smiled at Cindy; he knew she loved it there. “yeh yeh that would be real nice, I could do with a facial,” Cindy smiled for the first time in two weeks. They walked together with Willow the Spaniel hunting in the gorse bushes, Cindy felt safe with her friend, she linked his arm in hers and like a surrogate Dad, she kissed him on the cheek, “I feel a lot better, thanks for being a friend,” Cindy said.
They all had a great time at Longleat Centre Parks and returned back to work invigorated. Cindy had just about over come her grief, she remembered the good times she had spent with Mark even though it was short, and she would never forget him and that fateful day in Prague. Lily was back in the bank, never was a question asked about where she had been or what she had been up to. It was now was a month since that fateful day at Prague airport, Cindy and Lily was out shopping in Southampton, “we must pop down to Gunwarf, there was a lot of nice shops down there remember when we went for that meal,” Lily said “yes will do that, perhaps next week,” replied Cindy. “Where do you want to shop today Hun?” lily asked “Come with me I want to show you a small shoe shop I found,” Cindy lead the way out of the precinct and around to a small boutique. “This not the place you got your Gucci shoes is it?” “yes I just want to look” they both slowly walked by to find a guy in the window carefully arranging shoes, he glanced out of his shop window, he noticed Cindy straight away, Cindy looked back a bit embarrassed, he smiled at her, with please come in sort of expression. “That wasn’t him was it?” Lily quizzed Cindy “yeh it was” giggled Cindy, lily felt some comfort that her friend was getting back to her old self and being a bit of a maverick that was what Lily loved about her. “Your not going back are you?” asked Lily “well may be I could do with a new pair of shoes,” they both went about giggling, they spend that rest of the day with smiles on their faces, things getting back to normal and Lily was happy that her best friend was feeling happy again.
Jamie was on Face Book talking to Janet who was on her lunch break, “ring me tonight I got a proposition for you” text Janet “will do speak about 6.” Jamie rang Janet on his way back from the office on his hands free, “Hi ya Jamie, listen” Janet went on “I have a friend called Carol and she has confided in me, and she has told me her husband of thirty years, has got and always had a tickling fetish with a difference,” “ye go on” Jamie was interested, “ well his fantasy is for another man to tickle his wife while he is in another room,” “well where do I come into this” Jamie asked “I have put your name forward to do it for him,” Janet said “you have?” Jamie was surprised “what is she like this friend of yours?” asked Jamie “she works in a school and has never been tickled before but would love to give this to him as an anniversary present,” “and is she ticklish?” inquired Jamie “very, so she tells me, she won’t be able to take too much” Janet said. “Sign me up for that one then please I will owe you, when and where?” Jamie was excited “next week if you can make it up here,” “I will be there.” “Thanks Janet ring me on Monday,” “will do see yen.” They rang off and left Jamie wondering about his up and coming session.
Cindy was off out to do some shopping on her own, shoes came in to mind, she drove in to town parked up and headed for her favourite shoe boutique. A lady just came out of the shop door as she got there, she opened the door and a bell sounded above her head, a man walked out from behind a curtain, “hello Cindy” said Jack, he looked very embarrassed and uneasy, “hello Jack long time no see,” said Cindy “I never thought I would see you again,” Jack said “Well you have such gorgeous shoes I could not stay away.” Cindy smiled “help your self and take a good look around is there anything you like?” Jack sputtered. Cindy walked around the shop and looked at all the shoes, open toed ones, Mules, sandals, high and low, she picked out a pair of nude colour sling backs, they looked classy and expensive, she picked one up and looked at it closely, “you like that pair?” Jack asked “they are nice” said Cindy “try them on, her sit down” Jack went to the shop door and turned the open sign to closed, “sorry about that” said Jack “you know how I get when I get close to your feet” he giggled. Cindy sat and Jack knelt with the pair of shoes, he placed one on the carpet, “they are Prada” Jack pointed to the label, £450.00 Cindy could see the price, Jack was shaking as Cindy invited him to remove her shoe, she had small lace up boots on, which came to the ankle, he gingerly undid the laces on one her left boot and pulled it of, Cindy was wearing ankle socks, he removed it to revile Cindy’s red painted toe nails, he picked up the Pravda and fitted the size five on to her beautiful foot, “does it feel ok?” asked Jack “try the other one on and I will see,” Cindy instructed. She put her other boot into Jacks hands for removal, he slipped of the boot then her sock, down to her bare skin, and he then hesitated, and then ran his index finger under Cindy’s sole. She giggled “you naughty man you know I am ticklish, especially on my feet.” Cindy teased “I know you are an I would give anything to tickle you again,” begged Jack,” well come round to mine tonight you know where I live and bring those Pravda shoes with you and we can carry on the fitting. “Cindy put her socks and boots back on and on the way out, said “see you to night then at seven.” Jack just waved, he was speechless, he thought the first time around, was the first and last, nothing so great like that would happen to him, he was quite an unlucky guy, but his fortunes had just changed. Seven o clock and the buzzer on Cindy’s intercom rang “come on up” Cindy knew exactly who it was it was dead seven Jack was exactly one time. He stood in her lobby with a large holdall looking nervous “come on in and relax” Cindy invited him through to the front room, she had changed into a thin blouse and long belled bottom black trousers with her Gucci shoes and black tights, she knew it was Jacks favourite, “what’s in the bag” she pointed to the large holdall, “I have something for you in there” “well lets see it then” Cindy took the bag and undid the zip, she pulled out a stock, “I made it just for us to use” Jack spluttered “well its certainly interesting, that should keep my feet still if nothing else does” Cindy said looking at Jacks handy work. “Come on then lets try it” Cindy led Jack to her bedroom and sat up right with her feet up on the bed facing the end, Jack got to work eagerly tying the stock down, each end to the underside of Cindy’s bed. When he had finished he pulled up the top hinged half, and placed Cindy’s ankles onto the half circle and he then carefully shut the top down over her ankles to stop and movement he then flicked a catch, her legs were well and truly captive. He tied her wrists again much like before, and they were ready. Jack stood back to study what he had before him, he had to pinch him self, “was this really happening to old Jack, old normal old boring Jack?” He was not going to let this opportunity pass him by.
Jamie was at Janet’s house he had driven up to Peterborough that afternoon; the arrangements had been made with Carol. She and her husband lived in a bungalow some away out of town, they were quite isolated, which according to Janet would be an idea location as only Carols husband would her screaming with laughter. “What time are they expecting us?” as Jamie he sounded eager to get there. “Seven o clock at theirs” replied Janet “I can’t wait an hour,” joked Jamie. “Well you will have to.” An hour passed and they both arrived at Carols, she opened the door looking anxious. “Hi Carol, this is Jamie” Janet ushered Jamie in through the door, ”Hi nice to meet you” Jamie put his hand out to shake Carols, “thanks for coming” said Carol sounding rather nervy “no please thank you for inviting me,” Jamie replied. “Come on in and sit down my husband is in the front room” Carol led the way. Carols husband looked red with embarrassment when they entered the sitting room, “This is Doug my husband” Carol announced as Jamie walked forward to shake his hand, it felt sticky with sweat to the touch, “pleased to meet you” Jamie looked at Doug he also looked tense and uneasy, “please relax both of you let enjoy the evening,” said Janet “how can I relax when I know that I am going to get tickled to death very soon,” Carol pointed out. “Well Janet has told me what I need to do and that Doug will be in here, happy anniversary Doug!” said Jamie. “I will leave you three to it then I will be back in an hours time to pick you up,” Janet looked at Jamie and smiled, she left by the front door. “well lets get this over and done with then, Carol made her way to one on the rooms off of the passage way. Carol was forty and prim and proper, she had set her life out with a Christian attitude. She had short brown ordinary hair and glasses and was almost a little hippy like in her dress sense. There was no make up on her quite plain face. She wore a long skirt which came down to her ankles and Jamie could just see flat brogue type slip ons. She had a tight thin jumper on top with a roll neck; she just looked a very ordinary school teacher, thought Jamie. Carol shut the door behind them. “Well what do you want me to do I have never done any thing like this before so you will have to show me?” said Carol. “Sit on the bed” Jamie patted the duvet, Carol sat down with both feet on the floor, and she placed the palm of her hands on her knees. “Doug has always wanted this to happen but you know, he only told me last year that it was his fantasy to hear me get tickled by another man.” Said Carol, “ I love him, and I want to show it, in a present to him, after thirty years of happy marriage. “Ok then, let’s see where about"s are you ticklish?” Jamie asked “all over, Doug has tickled me a few times and I could not stand it so be gentle,” Carol said nervously. “Are you ticklish around your sides, lets see?” Jamie with both hands dug his fingers around her arms and into Carol’s sides, she let out a scream, ”that tickles” she said “well I will do it again then,” Jamie pounced on Carol and tickled her sides like crazy, she yelped screamed laughed and wriggled so much that Jamie had to hold her down.
Cindy was totally immobile at the same time back in her flat in Southampton, the big difference however is that Cindy was really looking forward to the up and coming tickling, she had not had a session for a while and she new Jack was good at it, in fact very good at it. Jack moved towards Cindy and started running his soft delicate fingers down the inside of her arms. She moved a little in her shackles, she felt venerable and trapped; it made her feel good inside. Jack went to his holdall and took out a small paint brush; he did the same, stroking it up and down Cindy’s inner arms as though he was a master decorator applying gloss. It made her giggle and wriggle her elbows, he then worked on the inside of her bare newly shaved arm pits, the brush was soft and it tickled, but it was tender, it felt nice.
Jamie sat on Carols stomach and put his knees either side of her, he was very careful not to hurt her, he then grabbed Carols wrists and pushed them down onto the pillow, with one hand he managed to clasp both of her wrists together so they were fixed into position, he had his other hand free and he tickled down, both her arms and deep into her arm pits. Doug could clearly hear his wife’s plight he could hear her laughing and trying to escape from Jamie, it made him feel good. Carol temporarily escaped, she was strong, Jamie again locked her down, and he was stronger. Hours of working out in the boxing gym made his arms powerful, he just stepped up the tension, all the time making sure she was not in any discomfort. He wriggled his fingers deep into her pull over and into her ribs. Carol was not carrying any weight, she was quite a slight built women. She screamed and pleaded to Jamie to stop the tickling. Ordinarily Doug would have been on the scene to save his beloved wife but the noise coming from the bedroom had him worked up. Poor Carol was near exhausted, she had never experience ticking like this before and Jamie was a master of it. Which did not help her. He climbed off Carol to give her a two minute rest, she gasped for air.”Are you enjoying this?” Jamie said “no I am not I hate being tickled” she replied taking a deep breath.
Jack put the brush down next to Cindy’s head, he moved on to her ribs, his specialist tickling fingers ran down the sides of Cindy, her stomach start to fill with pleasure, she pushed her head back and forth on the pillow, her hair covered her eyes, Jack worked her ribs well, she laughed loud, for the first time for a long time. He then left her sides and using both hands, tickled the back of her knees, he had never done this before and Cindy was enjoying the new experience. He worked to the top of her knees; although she wore trousers he penetrated the tickling pleasure through the cloth. Jack looked at Cindy with a smile, he was enjoying it as much as she was, it just seamed to be a perfect tickling relationship, Cindy knew that there would be no strings attached, just the ones that where currently holding her down. Jack turned to her ankles which were firmly locked into the home made stock, he pulled away the bottom of her trouser leg, he could see the blackness of the nylon, Jack loved the feel, and he gently tickled with top of his fingers around Cindy’s ankles the skin almost floating around over the nylon. It tickled like crazy, Cindy was now in heaven all sorts of nice feeling where flowing through her veins. Jack looked at her Gucci shoes they where inviting him to remove them to expose his favourite part, the bottoms of Cindy feet.
Jamie stood in front of Carol, “you are very ticklish aren’t you?” he taunted, Carol put her head in her hand, this was the opportunity, to get her, in one swift move Jamie took hold of Carols lower right leg and locked his bicep around her ankle, he had his back to her, as quick as lightning with his other free hand, he whipped Carols shoe from her foot, she was wearing nude tights, so the nylon had no adhesion, the shoe flew to the other side of the room, Carol now was lying back on the bed with her leg firmly wedged under Jamie’s strong arm, she knew was coming, she screamed “PLEASE NO NO NOT MY FEET!” this was the invitation Jamie was waiting for, he danced his fingers all over the nylon clad foot, it produced the loudest screams of laughter Jamie had ever heard, it was a good job that the bungalow was remote or the Police would have been called for sure. Doug was in his element hearing his wife in such a predicament. Carol lashed around on the bed her foot was firmly in Jamie’s control, he wriggled his fingers around her toes and onto her soles, “ HA HA HA HA HA HA HA H EE EE EE EE EE!” Carol was in a state, he knew he had to give her a rest. He stopped and let her foot drop to the floor. “I have had enough I can’t take any more, Carol announced.
Jack was slowly slipping Cindy’s Gucci from her left foot, then the right, Jack looked at them, to him they where the best, so petite and beautiful, he took hold of the brush and swept it around the nylon producing giggles from Cindy, he dropped the brush he could wait any longer he had to feel the soft nylon on his finger tips, he skipped them back and forth into her deep arch sending electrodes of pleasure shooting up Cindy’s spine, it went on for another minute both adults enjoying and sharing their own pleasure, then the endorphins kicked in to Cindy, millions of tiny pins filled her skin like a child with space dust on its tongue. It was done!
The basics were Jamie and Cindy are from the UK who had may friends and meetings with different people over their time.
Jamie had a huge tickling fetish and Cindy who found out she was insanely ticklish but actually found she loved being tickled.
In this particular chapter Cindy had fallen for Mark who was a SAS and he had got shot on an operation. Cindy was obviously very up set but with the help of her best friend found a way around her grief and visited a guy call Jack who worked in a shoe shop.
Jamie her boss and friend of many years was also up to tickling shinanigans …..at the same time.....
Sorry I cant find the sequence in which I wrote but each chapter tells a little story and you can make it up as you see and how you interpret it.
Cindy returns home.
“We will do business together.” Amstar pushed out his hand to Mark. He wanted no more than to plant his fist into his face as hard as he could, but it would not only blow their cover it would ruin the whole operation. “now you have finished with us I would like to finish this deal and leave” Mark sounded aggravated over what had happened to Cindy, however he knew deep in side there was no other girl like her, she was so brave, she had taken it in her stride. The deal was done between the pair and Mark and Cindy left the mansion and was driven back to a fine hotel in Prague’s city centre, they felt safe, the first time since they landed. “What do we do now?” Cindy asked “we wait for the other agents to do their jobs and then when we get the ok we are out of here and next stop home. ”Do you think every thing will go all right and he doesn’t suspect us?” Cindy quizzed Mark “no I think, thanks to you, he trusts us and the money will be transferred tomorrow. “Where will the drugs go?” asked Cindy “I have given him an address where our agents are waiting for the drop off, he always employs other people to do his dirty work that’s why his has never been caught before. The next morning over coffee, Mark looked at his I phone and logged into the bank account, there had been a transferral of £300.000 “our job is done here” he smiled at Cindy, “does that mean we can go home?” Cindy asked “yeh it sure does I will make the arrangements. A taxi came to the hotel for their journey to the airport, they only had their hand luggage to carry, and the taxi sped off towards the airport terminal. They arrived and quickly stepped in through the glass doors and into the warmth of the terminal building. They both went straight to the check in and stood under a column where the screen was telling passengers of the boarding times. Cindy stood next to Mark , then her world caved in, there was a bright flash, a cracking sound, so loud it deafened her, she fell to the ground, there was screaming from all around, the smell drew deep in side her head, the smell of death, she got to her knees, her hands were wallowing in a pool of blood, screams, people running, “what the hell was going on” she thought hard, then she turned her head and saw Mark face down, his jacket ripped open, below his shoulders, blood covered his back, Cindy was in a daze, but she reacted with a scream, something primeval set in, her first reaction to tragedy, then Cindy felt her arm being pulled and she was dragged to her feet, she was being heaved from the scene by a man in a suit, she looked back to see Mark laying there motionless, “MARK!” Cindy wailed “MARK!” she was being hauled away and pushed into a room, in front of two men, Cindy was hysterical by now, she could hardly take breath through her sobbing, “what, what has happened?” cried Cindy “who are you?” “Your safe, there has been a shooting, its, Mark he has been shot, try to calm your self, Cindy.” “Is he dead?” Cindy pleas sounded pathetic, “I am afraid he is, I am so sorry.” Said one man in a sympathetic voice. A women entered the room and went to Cindy and took hold of her, “come and sit down my dear” the lady helped Cindy to a chair,” glass of water over here please” she pointed to one of the men “we are police you are safe” she told Cindy, “but Mark, my Mark” Cindy’s eyes were red with tears, her nose was running with head mucus, she felt numb. “There is nothing we can do, I am so sorry, we will get you out of here and home as quickly as we can, I promise.
Cindy gazed out of the plane window at the damp tarmac, there was airport vehicles chasing around laden with luggage, her head was pounding with pain, her eyes sore, she was shaking, she felt cold and empty inside, “what am I doing here what went wrong, Mark promised me every thing would be fine?” Cindy was asking question after question in her head. The lady who had tried to comfort her would escort Cindy back to Heathrow; she would make sure she arrived home safe, and as comfortable as possible under the circumstances. “Who can I phone to meet you my dear, we have a car waiting for you to drive you back to Southampton, have you family there?” her kind words calmed Cindy momentarily, “My mother is in Peterborough but I have a good friend, I need to go to their place, they are Sally and Jamie, their number is on my mobile,” Cindy pushed her phone into the ladies hand. “I will ring them as soon as we get off. It was midday when they alighted the plane and made their way out to the awaiting car, it was a damp and dismal day, the drive back down the M3 seamed an eternity, “questions. questions,” was spinning around in Cindy’s head, “what the hell went wrong?” They drove into Southampton and found Jamie’s house, he was waiting out side on his drive way with Sally, and he had rushed back from work as soon as he had heard the news. The car stopped and Jamie opened the door and Cindy fell into his arms, “there, there it will be ok your home now.” Jamie held her in his arms and then gently guided her though the front door and into the security of his house. Cindy felt safe for the first time, she clung on to Jamie, tears pouring from her eyes, Sally helped with the embrace, “put the kettle on love” Jamie instructed “we will leave you alone” said the police lady, Jamie nodded to her as she closed the door behind her. “Come and sit down,” Jamie assisted Cindy to a chair in his kitchen; he collected a pile of paper handkerchiefs and loaded them out on the breakfast bar in front of her. “Mark has been shot” Cindy’s sentence was just recognisable over the sobbing, “I know, they have told me what happened, listen your safe that’s all the matters, I wish I had never let you go out there.” Said Jamie. “Who shot him?” Cindy asked Jamie, “Well they think it was one of the drug dealers but they won’t tell me much, that’s all I know.” “I have called your Mum and she is on her way down as we speak,” Sally handed them a mug with hot coffee,” try to drink Cindy, I will get you an Aspirin” Jamie instructed Sally to the cupboard where they kept their medicines. “Here dry your eyes” Jamie pushed some paper hankies into Cindy’s hand, she wiped her eyes, they looked raw, “I thought the operation went to plan, I don’t understand what went wrong?” Cindy wept again, ”they won’t tell me much they said it was confidential, however Josh and Lily are on their way back as well,” “Lily, is she ok?” Cindy cried “she is fine don’t worry she will be back this evening.” They retired to the front room, Jamie had written the rest of the day off of work and Sally started dinner. “They will be sending around a counsellor from the Police later to talk to you” Jamie said “I don’t want to speak from any one from that lot I don’t trust any of them” Cindy sobbed “I just want to stay here and see my Mum” “I will pick her up from the station at six, you stay here with Sally and I will bring her straight back to you” Jamie kindly said. The phone rung, Sally picked it up, it was Lily, Sally handed the receiver to Cindy, “hi Hun how are you” Cindy could hear Lily her best friend on the line which made her weep uncontrollably, “ oh lily what has happened, if we had never agreed to do this Mark would still be here” she cried, ”no that’s not true and you know that, we will be back at seven I will see you then Hun, hand me to Jamie.” Jamie and Lily spoke for a few minutes Cindy could not make out what they talking about; her head was still in a spin. “I need to go and pick up your Mum from the station love, I will be back in twenty minutes, stay with Sally. Sally sat next to Cindy and put her arm around her and pushed Cindy’s head down on to her shoulder, Sally brushed Cindy’s hair with her fingers. Jamie arrived back and as soon as Cindy saw her Mum she jumped out of her seat and plunged into Janet’s out stretched arms. Jamie and Sally looked at each other. “Oh mum what have I done?” Cindy howled “you v done nothing except be exceptionally brave and we are all very proud of you indeed.” Janet said. “But if I didn’t agree to go, all of this would never have happened” Cindy sobbed again “listen you can not blame your self it is nothing to do with you, I had no idea you were going and what you were up to until Jamie filled me in on all the details.” Said Janet. “I’m sorry Mum I should have told you, but it was all supposed to be a secret,” Cindy said “I know and understand love, don’t worry you are safe and back home that’s all that counts.” They all agreed and they talked for the next hour, until Josh and Lily arrived, Cindy hugged Lily tight and Josh stood back with tears in his eyes, his face looked pale and his eyes blistered, the loss of his friend was taking a toll on his youthful years, he could hardy believe what had happened. He could not understand, they said “the operation was a success and Mark and Cindy where on their way back to the UK,” then he was told the worst news possible, “how did this happen after all the tours of duty he had spent with his loyal friend, only to be shot in the back. Some one will pay for this if it’s the last thing I ever do.” Josh looked at the bereaving gathering, he could plainly see the hurt sketched across poor Cindy’s face, he felt anger, he wanted more than ever just to leave and drive to Thames house and has it out with Q, if it was not for the time of day he would have.
Cindy slept but not at all well, at Jamie’s house, she could not face being in her flat alone. Janet stayed over as well and Josh and lily when back to her flat, Josh was still in denial that his best friend was dead,” Mark was immortal, the times he had witnessed Mark take on, and kill more that one insurgence at a time and come away with out a scratch, to be grounded by a single bullet to the back, what coward has done this, Josh had to find out, he made a promise, he would get revenge for his companions death.
Marks body was flown back to Brize Norton and transported to Aldershot for a full military funeral.
Hundreds of army personnel where there to pay their respects, along with his battalion he served so bravely with. It was a sombre affair, Cindy for the first time met Marks parents, “you must have been very special to him for him to take you along on ops” said Mr Atkins with tears in his eyes, he was in his late sixties but Cindy could see a resemblance in his eyes, “I will make sure, my dear that who ever did this to Mark will pay, I will see to that,” he then looked angry. “If I had not decided to go along I am sure he would be here today, I am so sorry,” sobbed Cindy “I will hear nothing of it, Mark was brave and stubborn, he would have been there with or with out you, it is not your fault my dear.” Mr Atkins words made Cindy feel just a little better, she knew he was right. Mark was given full military honours and buried at his parents village grave yard.
Cindy found it difficult for next few weeks , Jamie had told her not to come into work but the only way to come to terms with it, was to keep going, Cindy knew Mark would have wanted her not to grieve and to carry on with her own life.
“I am going for a long walk tomorrow in the forest with Willow; I would love it, if you would join me Cindy?” Jamie looked up from his PC as Cindy was staring out of the office window,”yeh that would be nice I would love to come,” she replied “ok I will pick you up at nine.” Cindy was back in her flat but it felt lonely and Lily was around as much as she could. Josh had gone back with Marks parents who he knew well from his army days, he felt comfort with them.
Cindy and Jamie walked for hours and talked about all the good things that had happened and the fact of the matter is that Cindy was beautiful, intelligent and brave, she had the whole of her life in front of her, she was only twenty six, Mark would have been looking down that day and would have excepted that she drew a line in the sand and started again. “What would you say if we all went down to Centre parks for the weekend, lily included, what do you say?” Jamie smiled at Cindy; he knew she loved it there. “yeh yeh that would be real nice, I could do with a facial,” Cindy smiled for the first time in two weeks. They walked together with Willow the Spaniel hunting in the gorse bushes, Cindy felt safe with her friend, she linked his arm in hers and like a surrogate Dad, she kissed him on the cheek, “I feel a lot better, thanks for being a friend,” Cindy said.
They all had a great time at Longleat Centre Parks and returned back to work invigorated. Cindy had just about over come her grief, she remembered the good times she had spent with Mark even though it was short, and she would never forget him and that fateful day in Prague. Lily was back in the bank, never was a question asked about where she had been or what she had been up to. It was now was a month since that fateful day at Prague airport, Cindy and Lily was out shopping in Southampton, “we must pop down to Gunwarf, there was a lot of nice shops down there remember when we went for that meal,” Lily said “yes will do that, perhaps next week,” replied Cindy. “Where do you want to shop today Hun?” lily asked “Come with me I want to show you a small shoe shop I found,” Cindy lead the way out of the precinct and around to a small boutique. “This not the place you got your Gucci shoes is it?” “yes I just want to look” they both slowly walked by to find a guy in the window carefully arranging shoes, he glanced out of his shop window, he noticed Cindy straight away, Cindy looked back a bit embarrassed, he smiled at her, with please come in sort of expression. “That wasn’t him was it?” Lily quizzed Cindy “yeh it was” giggled Cindy, lily felt some comfort that her friend was getting back to her old self and being a bit of a maverick that was what Lily loved about her. “Your not going back are you?” asked Lily “well may be I could do with a new pair of shoes,” they both went about giggling, they spend that rest of the day with smiles on their faces, things getting back to normal and Lily was happy that her best friend was feeling happy again.
Jamie was on Face Book talking to Janet who was on her lunch break, “ring me tonight I got a proposition for you” text Janet “will do speak about 6.” Jamie rang Janet on his way back from the office on his hands free, “Hi ya Jamie, listen” Janet went on “I have a friend called Carol and she has confided in me, and she has told me her husband of thirty years, has got and always had a tickling fetish with a difference,” “ye go on” Jamie was interested, “ well his fantasy is for another man to tickle his wife while he is in another room,” “well where do I come into this” Jamie asked “I have put your name forward to do it for him,” Janet said “you have?” Jamie was surprised “what is she like this friend of yours?” asked Jamie “she works in a school and has never been tickled before but would love to give this to him as an anniversary present,” “and is she ticklish?” inquired Jamie “very, so she tells me, she won’t be able to take too much” Janet said. “Sign me up for that one then please I will owe you, when and where?” Jamie was excited “next week if you can make it up here,” “I will be there.” “Thanks Janet ring me on Monday,” “will do see yen.” They rang off and left Jamie wondering about his up and coming session.
Cindy was off out to do some shopping on her own, shoes came in to mind, she drove in to town parked up and headed for her favourite shoe boutique. A lady just came out of the shop door as she got there, she opened the door and a bell sounded above her head, a man walked out from behind a curtain, “hello Cindy” said Jack, he looked very embarrassed and uneasy, “hello Jack long time no see,” said Cindy “I never thought I would see you again,” Jack said “Well you have such gorgeous shoes I could not stay away.” Cindy smiled “help your self and take a good look around is there anything you like?” Jack sputtered. Cindy walked around the shop and looked at all the shoes, open toed ones, Mules, sandals, high and low, she picked out a pair of nude colour sling backs, they looked classy and expensive, she picked one up and looked at it closely, “you like that pair?” Jack asked “they are nice” said Cindy “try them on, her sit down” Jack went to the shop door and turned the open sign to closed, “sorry about that” said Jack “you know how I get when I get close to your feet” he giggled. Cindy sat and Jack knelt with the pair of shoes, he placed one on the carpet, “they are Prada” Jack pointed to the label, £450.00 Cindy could see the price, Jack was shaking as Cindy invited him to remove her shoe, she had small lace up boots on, which came to the ankle, he gingerly undid the laces on one her left boot and pulled it of, Cindy was wearing ankle socks, he removed it to revile Cindy’s red painted toe nails, he picked up the Pravda and fitted the size five on to her beautiful foot, “does it feel ok?” asked Jack “try the other one on and I will see,” Cindy instructed. She put her other boot into Jacks hands for removal, he slipped of the boot then her sock, down to her bare skin, and he then hesitated, and then ran his index finger under Cindy’s sole. She giggled “you naughty man you know I am ticklish, especially on my feet.” Cindy teased “I know you are an I would give anything to tickle you again,” begged Jack,” well come round to mine tonight you know where I live and bring those Pravda shoes with you and we can carry on the fitting. “Cindy put her socks and boots back on and on the way out, said “see you to night then at seven.” Jack just waved, he was speechless, he thought the first time around, was the first and last, nothing so great like that would happen to him, he was quite an unlucky guy, but his fortunes had just changed. Seven o clock and the buzzer on Cindy’s intercom rang “come on up” Cindy knew exactly who it was it was dead seven Jack was exactly one time. He stood in her lobby with a large holdall looking nervous “come on in and relax” Cindy invited him through to the front room, she had changed into a thin blouse and long belled bottom black trousers with her Gucci shoes and black tights, she knew it was Jacks favourite, “what’s in the bag” she pointed to the large holdall, “I have something for you in there” “well lets see it then” Cindy took the bag and undid the zip, she pulled out a stock, “I made it just for us to use” Jack spluttered “well its certainly interesting, that should keep my feet still if nothing else does” Cindy said looking at Jacks handy work. “Come on then lets try it” Cindy led Jack to her bedroom and sat up right with her feet up on the bed facing the end, Jack got to work eagerly tying the stock down, each end to the underside of Cindy’s bed. When he had finished he pulled up the top hinged half, and placed Cindy’s ankles onto the half circle and he then carefully shut the top down over her ankles to stop and movement he then flicked a catch, her legs were well and truly captive. He tied her wrists again much like before, and they were ready. Jack stood back to study what he had before him, he had to pinch him self, “was this really happening to old Jack, old normal old boring Jack?” He was not going to let this opportunity pass him by.
Jamie was at Janet’s house he had driven up to Peterborough that afternoon; the arrangements had been made with Carol. She and her husband lived in a bungalow some away out of town, they were quite isolated, which according to Janet would be an idea location as only Carols husband would her screaming with laughter. “What time are they expecting us?” as Jamie he sounded eager to get there. “Seven o clock at theirs” replied Janet “I can’t wait an hour,” joked Jamie. “Well you will have to.” An hour passed and they both arrived at Carols, she opened the door looking anxious. “Hi Carol, this is Jamie” Janet ushered Jamie in through the door, ”Hi nice to meet you” Jamie put his hand out to shake Carols, “thanks for coming” said Carol sounding rather nervy “no please thank you for inviting me,” Jamie replied. “Come on in and sit down my husband is in the front room” Carol led the way. Carols husband looked red with embarrassment when they entered the sitting room, “This is Doug my husband” Carol announced as Jamie walked forward to shake his hand, it felt sticky with sweat to the touch, “pleased to meet you” Jamie looked at Doug he also looked tense and uneasy, “please relax both of you let enjoy the evening,” said Janet “how can I relax when I know that I am going to get tickled to death very soon,” Carol pointed out. “Well Janet has told me what I need to do and that Doug will be in here, happy anniversary Doug!” said Jamie. “I will leave you three to it then I will be back in an hours time to pick you up,” Janet looked at Jamie and smiled, she left by the front door. “well lets get this over and done with then, Carol made her way to one on the rooms off of the passage way. Carol was forty and prim and proper, she had set her life out with a Christian attitude. She had short brown ordinary hair and glasses and was almost a little hippy like in her dress sense. There was no make up on her quite plain face. She wore a long skirt which came down to her ankles and Jamie could just see flat brogue type slip ons. She had a tight thin jumper on top with a roll neck; she just looked a very ordinary school teacher, thought Jamie. Carol shut the door behind them. “Well what do you want me to do I have never done any thing like this before so you will have to show me?” said Carol. “Sit on the bed” Jamie patted the duvet, Carol sat down with both feet on the floor, and she placed the palm of her hands on her knees. “Doug has always wanted this to happen but you know, he only told me last year that it was his fantasy to hear me get tickled by another man.” Said Carol, “ I love him, and I want to show it, in a present to him, after thirty years of happy marriage. “Ok then, let’s see where about"s are you ticklish?” Jamie asked “all over, Doug has tickled me a few times and I could not stand it so be gentle,” Carol said nervously. “Are you ticklish around your sides, lets see?” Jamie with both hands dug his fingers around her arms and into Carol’s sides, she let out a scream, ”that tickles” she said “well I will do it again then,” Jamie pounced on Carol and tickled her sides like crazy, she yelped screamed laughed and wriggled so much that Jamie had to hold her down.
Cindy was totally immobile at the same time back in her flat in Southampton, the big difference however is that Cindy was really looking forward to the up and coming tickling, she had not had a session for a while and she new Jack was good at it, in fact very good at it. Jack moved towards Cindy and started running his soft delicate fingers down the inside of her arms. She moved a little in her shackles, she felt venerable and trapped; it made her feel good inside. Jack went to his holdall and took out a small paint brush; he did the same, stroking it up and down Cindy’s inner arms as though he was a master decorator applying gloss. It made her giggle and wriggle her elbows, he then worked on the inside of her bare newly shaved arm pits, the brush was soft and it tickled, but it was tender, it felt nice.
Jamie sat on Carols stomach and put his knees either side of her, he was very careful not to hurt her, he then grabbed Carols wrists and pushed them down onto the pillow, with one hand he managed to clasp both of her wrists together so they were fixed into position, he had his other hand free and he tickled down, both her arms and deep into her arm pits. Doug could clearly hear his wife’s plight he could hear her laughing and trying to escape from Jamie, it made him feel good. Carol temporarily escaped, she was strong, Jamie again locked her down, and he was stronger. Hours of working out in the boxing gym made his arms powerful, he just stepped up the tension, all the time making sure she was not in any discomfort. He wriggled his fingers deep into her pull over and into her ribs. Carol was not carrying any weight, she was quite a slight built women. She screamed and pleaded to Jamie to stop the tickling. Ordinarily Doug would have been on the scene to save his beloved wife but the noise coming from the bedroom had him worked up. Poor Carol was near exhausted, she had never experience ticking like this before and Jamie was a master of it. Which did not help her. He climbed off Carol to give her a two minute rest, she gasped for air.”Are you enjoying this?” Jamie said “no I am not I hate being tickled” she replied taking a deep breath.
Jack put the brush down next to Cindy’s head, he moved on to her ribs, his specialist tickling fingers ran down the sides of Cindy, her stomach start to fill with pleasure, she pushed her head back and forth on the pillow, her hair covered her eyes, Jack worked her ribs well, she laughed loud, for the first time for a long time. He then left her sides and using both hands, tickled the back of her knees, he had never done this before and Cindy was enjoying the new experience. He worked to the top of her knees; although she wore trousers he penetrated the tickling pleasure through the cloth. Jack looked at Cindy with a smile, he was enjoying it as much as she was, it just seamed to be a perfect tickling relationship, Cindy knew that there would be no strings attached, just the ones that where currently holding her down. Jack turned to her ankles which were firmly locked into the home made stock, he pulled away the bottom of her trouser leg, he could see the blackness of the nylon, Jack loved the feel, and he gently tickled with top of his fingers around Cindy’s ankles the skin almost floating around over the nylon. It tickled like crazy, Cindy was now in heaven all sorts of nice feeling where flowing through her veins. Jack looked at her Gucci shoes they where inviting him to remove them to expose his favourite part, the bottoms of Cindy feet.
Jamie stood in front of Carol, “you are very ticklish aren’t you?” he taunted, Carol put her head in her hand, this was the opportunity, to get her, in one swift move Jamie took hold of Carols lower right leg and locked his bicep around her ankle, he had his back to her, as quick as lightning with his other free hand, he whipped Carols shoe from her foot, she was wearing nude tights, so the nylon had no adhesion, the shoe flew to the other side of the room, Carol now was lying back on the bed with her leg firmly wedged under Jamie’s strong arm, she knew was coming, she screamed “PLEASE NO NO NOT MY FEET!” this was the invitation Jamie was waiting for, he danced his fingers all over the nylon clad foot, it produced the loudest screams of laughter Jamie had ever heard, it was a good job that the bungalow was remote or the Police would have been called for sure. Doug was in his element hearing his wife in such a predicament. Carol lashed around on the bed her foot was firmly in Jamie’s control, he wriggled his fingers around her toes and onto her soles, “ HA HA HA HA HA HA HA H EE EE EE EE EE!” Carol was in a state, he knew he had to give her a rest. He stopped and let her foot drop to the floor. “I have had enough I can’t take any more, Carol announced.
Jack was slowly slipping Cindy’s Gucci from her left foot, then the right, Jack looked at them, to him they where the best, so petite and beautiful, he took hold of the brush and swept it around the nylon producing giggles from Cindy, he dropped the brush he could wait any longer he had to feel the soft nylon on his finger tips, he skipped them back and forth into her deep arch sending electrodes of pleasure shooting up Cindy’s spine, it went on for another minute both adults enjoying and sharing their own pleasure, then the endorphins kicked in to Cindy, millions of tiny pins filled her skin like a child with space dust on its tongue. It was done!
