Princeton University tickle fight 10/14/04

[Em Es]

Last night (Thurs. 10/14) at Princeton University I was in a crowd waiting to see a speaker. I noticed a cute female student with auburn hair, a fair complexion and glasses who was there with two male companions.

Next thing I know, she's tickle-poking one of the guys; I wondered if he was her boyfriend but their interaction didn't indicate that. Not wanting to stare, I glaced back a minute later to see her tickle-poking the other guy. In both instances, she had a wide grin, enjoying what she was doing.

A couple of minutes later, I look back and the tickle fight is 😱 still in progress. Only now both guys are in a stand-off with their tickler. She's motioning as if she's going to tickle them if they come near her! But they strike at the same time, tickling her simultaneously before she can get her fingers into their midsections. I was glad to know she was ticklish, too. I always resented ticklers you couldn't tickle back. When they tickled her, she smiled as though she enjoyed it.

The crowd started moving and I lost sight of them.

 

[chrisheaven]

😛

 

[jugner]

Neat Story

 

[AffectionateDan]

Good share!

Gotta love that!

 

[BlackmoonDoll]

😀

 

[Majestic]

Princeton Tickle

So.......what was the speaker speaking about?? HA!! You dont remember do you? I KNOW I wouldnt!!!

Majestic

 

[Knox The Hatter]

Do ya one better: one late, late night, eight or nine years ago, in a very crowded Small World Coffee on Witherspoon Street, among revelers and undergrads taking up whole tables with tomes and notebooks and latte, I spent a pleasant evening with a ditz I was somewhat acquainted with. The talking went far into the evening, when I decided that I just wanted to hear her laughter, and nothing else. I reached around her, and restrained her with my arms, and my fingers dug gently into her sides. Above the noise of the revelers, above the noise of a very small live band doing their best impression of Miles Davis, above the quiet of the cramming undergrads, her shrieks rang out. Entertained some, annoyed most...and made me very happy. Up front, a friend from work sat there, with her fiance, and gave me devilish looks...

There are stories of greater glory from Old Nassau, but I do like mine...

 

[chrisheaven]

😀 excellent ---just dig in, I say!😀

 

[Mitchell]

Very nice story! Thanks for sharing. Sounds similar to one I saw in senior year of High School. (After we had all turned 18) It was an interesting one.
One day I was walking in the cafeteria during lunch. We had the actual cafeteria, and then there was carpeted area with a window and wall where people would hang out and socialize after lunch. Anyhow, I'm walking along the carpeted area just hanging around talking to people, when suddenly this girl Trina from my science class starts falling all over the place, hysterical, being chased by several guys and being tickled in the ribs and midsection. They kept chasing her, approaching her from the front, and tickling her, and the girl couldnt keep her balance! She kept falling into people as these guys were relentlessly coming after her. Finally, the Dean, who was a party pooper, noticed what was going on, and told everyone to settle down. I didnt know Trina that well, but she did know my name, and we had talked some, and on the way back to class, we just shot each other these knowing glances.
That is about the only major tickling I ever saw in High School. People had opportunities for so much more. Many times in history class in senior year these girls Samantha and Valerie (Best friends) would take their shoes off and put their either bare or socked feet on the desk, creating a great tickle opportunity. I didnt sit near them, but it's a shame some guy didnt take advantage of that. Alas, the tickling Trina received was still good.

Mitch