No this is not a childrens story; although it does involve my sister and I when we WERE children . . .well okay when we were teenagers.
This takes place about 3 weeks after the inversion frame incident (see a different post for that). I had been waiting for a chance to get even with sister dear for that and my chance finally came. She was lying on the living room floor working with her laptop. I came in, straddled her, and sat down on her legs, pinning her to the floor. She suspected right away what I had in mind and started to fight to get me off. No, I did not start tickling her; my revenge was more elaborate than that. In one hand a had a stick of butter fresh from the fridge and I gave the bottoms of her bare feet a liberal (oh that word!) coating of it. Then I whistled for moms dog. He is a border collie named Bob (as in Dylan). Sis put two and two togerther right away and shouted out "Oh not that. NOT THAT!" but my plan was too far in motion to stop now.
Dylan came along, smelled the butter and started right away licking dear sisters soft tender soles. She went wild right away. Her giggling grew to manic laughter in about a minute. She fought with wild strength to get me off but I just rolled off her and fixed a tight grip on her ankles. Dylan had licked off all the butter within 5 minutes but I still had tyhe stick remember so I jjust added more. Everytime she felt that cold stick on her feet sis cried out in agony, knowing her torture was not over yet. Mranwhile she laughed insanely and pounded her fists on the carpeted floor. "This is for what you did to me in the gym, remember?" I goaded her. After aboout 15 more minutes of nonstop tickle-licking she begged for mercy. "I'm not doing anything," I said, "Ask Dylan." but he was in no mood to listen.
Well I ran out of butter after about 25 minutes. Feeling very satusfied I patted Dylan and got up and walked away, leaving sissy-poo a quivering pile of jello on the floor.
Did she get even? ummmmmm yes about 2 weeks later. But that's another story.
This takes place about 3 weeks after the inversion frame incident (see a different post for that). I had been waiting for a chance to get even with sister dear for that and my chance finally came. She was lying on the living room floor working with her laptop. I came in, straddled her, and sat down on her legs, pinning her to the floor. She suspected right away what I had in mind and started to fight to get me off. No, I did not start tickling her; my revenge was more elaborate than that. In one hand a had a stick of butter fresh from the fridge and I gave the bottoms of her bare feet a liberal (oh that word!) coating of it. Then I whistled for moms dog. He is a border collie named Bob (as in Dylan). Sis put two and two togerther right away and shouted out "Oh not that. NOT THAT!" but my plan was too far in motion to stop now.
Dylan came along, smelled the butter and started right away licking dear sisters soft tender soles. She went wild right away. Her giggling grew to manic laughter in about a minute. She fought with wild strength to get me off but I just rolled off her and fixed a tight grip on her ankles. Dylan had licked off all the butter within 5 minutes but I still had tyhe stick remember so I jjust added more. Everytime she felt that cold stick on her feet sis cried out in agony, knowing her torture was not over yet. Mranwhile she laughed insanely and pounded her fists on the carpeted floor. "This is for what you did to me in the gym, remember?" I goaded her. After aboout 15 more minutes of nonstop tickle-licking she begged for mercy. "I'm not doing anything," I said, "Ask Dylan." but he was in no mood to listen.
Well I ran out of butter after about 25 minutes. Feeling very satusfied I patted Dylan and got up and walked away, leaving sissy-poo a quivering pile of jello on the floor.
Did she get even? ummmmmm yes about 2 weeks later. But that's another story.
