Beach tickling scam
I used to go to the beach to look for college-age girls so I could play this trick on them.
I would wander the beach with my camera, pretending to be taking pictures for a newspaper photo contest. I would look for groups of two or more girls, with no one nearby - you never know if boyfriends or parents are on the next blanket. Also, I usually went during the week, to avoid crowds. And they had to be on blanket or towel, as opposed to beach chairs - you will see why in a moment.
Beyond that, I had to be patient and find at least one girl looking for a lot of attention. After all, to get a tan, one only has to travel as far as the back yard of their home. If a girl travels to a public beach to tan, it's because she wants people to see her looking all hot and sexy. Now, some of these girls won't look back at you - they know you see them, and that's all they want. But I sought the sunbather who would look me in the eye: the girls who wanted A LOT of attention were the ones I wanted to scam because they can't get enough of people noticing them.
So as I wandered the beach, if the young ladies did not look back at me, I kept moving. When one returned eye contact, I would strike up a conversation. Then I'd tell the girls, "I'm taking pictures for the Woodbridge News-Tribune summer photo contest. Would you like to pose?"
Sure enough, the little exhibitionists agreed. I would have them do a couple of normal poses to warm them up. Then came my real purpose:
"Newspaper editors like funny or unusual poses," I would tell the bikini-clad girls. "I mean, anyone can sit and smile. Want to try something different?"
Now, at this point, I lost a few subjects. Smarter, less anxious-to-please girls would get suspicious, so I would thank them and stroll off.
But the real exhibitionists, hoping to be seen in a newspaper, went along with my game. I would have them pose where one or more girls would hold another's bare feet. After a couple of pictures I would say, "Tickle her feet." (That's why I needed the girls to be on towels or blankets and not chairs - lying alongside one another was more conducive to tickling.)
At that point, a few times the session ended if the would-be tickler refused to tickle her friend, or if the would-be victim wasn't ticklish. But, over the course of a couple of summers, I walked away with some pretty good tickling pictures of cute, bikini-clad girls tickling one another. Sometimes just one girl got tickled. Other times, I had girls taking turns!
For example: One summer day as I strolled along the sand, camera strapped, three bathing beauties caught my eye. An olive-skinned, petite gal named Tanya gave me that "are you interested in me?" look. Little did she know what was about to happen to her, her friend Natalie, and Natalie's cousin Heidi.
Talking to them, I found myself drawn to Natalie, a fair-skinned dirty blonde who seemed the most sensuous. Natalie was sitting between Tanya and Heidi - perfect, I thought, as I wanted her to get tickled. When they volunteered to pose for pictures, however, Natalie told Tanya to sit in the middle, saying Tanya's darker skin would look better between the fair complexions of her and her cousin Heidi.
After the obligatory warm-up shots, I gave them my line about funny poses. I told Tanya to lie on her stomach. Then I told Heidi and hot Natalie to each hold one of Tanya's feet, as if they were going to bite a foot like a sandwich, saying "Pretend you didn’t have enough money for lunch so you're going to eat her feet instead."
They laughed, doing the pose while I took the picture. Next thing I knew, Heidi tickled Tanya's foot! Tanya shook a little in ticklish reaction and Heidi looked at me, laughing, proud of her little self.
This was working out well.
"Great idea," I said. "Heidi, Natalie, grab an ankle with one hand. Now tickle Tanya's feet with the other hand!" Heidi and Natalie gleefully consented, tickling Tanya long enough for two or three excellent tickling pictures. Natalie really got into it. I wish I could show you the picture - that little sweetheart Natalie had a tickler's heart, running her fingers on her friend's ticklish sole! (On a sad side note, due to unfortunate circumstances, I no longer have these pictures or even the negatives. It is one of the biggest regrets of my life.)
Tanya sat up, not leaving herself vulnerable to more feet tickles. I should have had the wits to have Natalie and Heidi tickle Tanya's torso and turn it into a real gang-tickle. Instead I tried to get Natalie to go in the middle, saying, "So how about you?" Natalie smiled, shaking her head no. I reached for her foot to tickle her but she pulled away too fast. Then I did the same with Heidi, who wasn't that attractive, but I did not want to leave her out.
Damn, how I wish I still had those pictures.
