We used to play WWE style cage matches as kids. We would get the cushions from the lounge, pillows from the bed, and make a ring. Then we would turn the lounge chairs around to make the 'cage'.
We had my older cousins visiting once and they agreed to join in.
My parents, aunts, uncles, etc, all used to smoke, so they would go out the back.
Back then, as long as you didn't "wreck anything" as my mother would say, we were free to do as we pleased.
Ahh ...... the good ole days. 😁
My oldest cousin had a friend with her. She was from England, and I remember her being very tall.
She was shy at first but then teamed up with my cousin and basically were destroying us. Lol
They had a couple of years and 4 inches in height on us, and we had no reply.
Then the ultimate happened. The friends foot got caught in one of the cushions and she fell face first.
Her upper body got wedged between the lounges 'cage' and her legs stayed in the 'ring'.
Four of us piled on and she was stuck.
We were contemplating what type of submission move when she stated kicking het legs furiously. She accidentally kicked my cousin who was trying to help by pulling her out, sending her flying.
Those long legs certainly packed a punch.
In the interest of our safety, I shuffled down and sat on the back of her knees. It was then I noticed how large her feet were. Long, slender, with the longest toes I had ever seen.
I looked up and saw my cousin still holding on to the side of her head. Not sure when she would join back in, I just went for it!
I dug my fingers into those long, tender, soft soles, and scrabbled away. I doubt whether my technique was very good back then, but it didn't have to be.
Those long, pale, soles were off the charts ticklish.
She bucked like a mad woman. She seemed super strong, and even with 4 solid bodies on her, she managed to raise herself up several inches.
I think the only thing that stopped her breaking free was the lack of arm room she had between the lounges.
Her laughter was muffled, but you could still hear that edge of hysteria. High pitched, desperate, and music to my ears.
When I worked my fingers under those long toes, she seemed to run out of breath. I couldn't see her face, or hear her anymore, but those toes spasmed out of control and her legs just vibrated.
I'm not sure how long her tickle torture went on for, maybe a couple of minutes, but eventually my cousin hit me with full shoulder charge, knocking me right off. The rest didn't last long, and soon she was completely free.
Her face was extremely red, and she seemed very flustered.
They both left very quickly after that.
I remember my brother asking "so we won then?"
Regardless of the wrestling outcome, in my opinion, it was best outcome ever! 😁🤩
