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I had just had my first full night of sleep in days. After working three straight double shifts at the casino and spending the better part of 2 hours last night tying and tickling a girl named Allana for cheating, I was ready to rock. I went back to the casino and The Boss tells me I need to keep my eye open for staff members stealing from the place. Not so bad; but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, I knew exactly who to look out for.
Her name was Suzie. She was a little Asian girl from China who was working doubles and triples just to make enough to pay her rent and tuition for her three sisters at home. I felt bad for her, really, always wanting to help out but knowing that if I did, I’d have a line out the door looking for handouts.
So that evening, I kept my eyes open. I was hoping it wasn’t her, but I had to do my job if it was.
I watched her walk, back and forth, in her sexy little waitress uniform and heels, shaking her little hips all the way. She took orders, made change and collected her tips. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, until I watched her at the register. She was only putting in half the orders and pocketing the rest of the money!
Without hesitation, I walk over to her and say, “Hey, Suzie!”
“Hey, Don” she replied, “what’s up?”
“Suzie…I know what you’re doing.” I paused, “you can’t steal from The Boss.”
“I don’t know what you mean…”
“Suzie, I saw you ring up that order…$6 for TWO rum & cokes?”
She dipped her head and started to sob a little. I tapped her under her chin and lifted her head a little.
“You’ve got to let me do my job now.” I said as I called into The Boss on my walkie talkie.
“I’ve got the perp.” I said, “it’s Suzie from the bar.”
“Good job…escort her out of the building now and let her know she can’t come back.”
“Yes, Boss.” I said, dejectedly.
“Suzie…” she was now fully crying. I knew why, too. Who was going to put her sisters through school now that she was out of work? Who was going to pay her rent? I couldn’t worry about these things. Stealing is stealing…unless….
“Suzie, I have an idea…come with me.”
“Where are we going?” she asked as we approached the elevators.
“I have a job saving proposal for you.” I said and she smiled a little.
We got to the penthouse and I had her step inside.
“Please sit on the bed” I said to her,”and stick out your arms.
“No! No,please!…I can’t do that!” she said
“I’m not going to hurt you…I’m going to save your job.” I replied
“I know what you are going to do…I saw a girl leave the penthouse last night and she was a little flustered, so she stopped to have a drink in the bar. She told me what happened. I just put two and two together and..”
“And what?” I asked,”do you want to keep your job or what?”
“I…I do,” she said, meekly,”But I don’t want you to tie my hands up…I promise to let you tickle me, though.”
“I’m still tying your feet together.” I said, trying to exert some authority.
“okay.” she said, quietly.
So after tying her ankles together on a footrest, she was sitting in a big chair and I went behind her, reached my hands down to her ribcage and started “working”.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAAAHAAAAHAAAAA!” she cried.
Her arms immediately went down to her sides, but they pinned my hands in place, so I kept on tickling.
“HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAHAHHAHAHAHHAAA!” she screamed.
“Lift up your arms!” I told her…and she did. My hands made their way up into her armpits and started to work them over.
“OH, MY GOD! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHHAHAAAAHAHAHHAAAA!”
After a good 15 minutes,I decided to walk over to her bare soles. I could tell she was nervous while still catching her breath. Her eyes widened as my fingertips slowly approached her soles. At the last second, she covered her face to avoid having to watch…then my fingers made contact with her creamy soles.
“OH, SH*T!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAAAAAAAA!!!” this was the loudest she had screamed. Her toes wiggles furiously and her arches curled uncontrollably as I methodically went up and down her sexy, slender soles with my fingertips. Her hands alternated from covering her face to flailing out at her sides. She could not control her body.
“HAHAHAHAHAHHHAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAAA! PLEASE…HAHAHAHAA…PLEASE, STOOOOPPP! HAHAHAHAHAA!” she cried.
I kept right on tickling her soles, even pulling them up over her head at one point.
After about 45 minutes, I thought she may have had enough…so I stopped. It took her a full 5 minutes to catch her breath. I untied her feet and she put her shoes back on. She had paid her “debt”.
We silently walked back to the elevators and went back to the lobby, where I walked her to the bar.
“Boss?” I said on my walkie-talkie.
“What’s up?”
“It wasn’t her.”
“No?…any other ideas?”
“I’m keeping my eyes open, Boss.”
“I’m not holding my breath.” said The Boss
“Why’s that?”
“Don’t you think I know what just happened in the penthouse? This is MY casino.”
I gulped
“It’s OK, Don; I would have done the same thing…why do you think I put YOU on this case?”
“Thanks, Boss.”
“Do your job, Don…that’s all I ask.”
“Yes, sir”
“Nice job” He said
Stunned, I put the walkie talking back on my belt and at the same time, Suzie dropped a peck on my cheek, “Thanks for understanding.” she said.
And we all went about our business.
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www.tickleshow.webs.com
www.clips4sale.com/28100
Her name was Suzie. She was a little Asian girl from China who was working doubles and triples just to make enough to pay her rent and tuition for her three sisters at home. I felt bad for her, really, always wanting to help out but knowing that if I did, I’d have a line out the door looking for handouts.
So that evening, I kept my eyes open. I was hoping it wasn’t her, but I had to do my job if it was.
I watched her walk, back and forth, in her sexy little waitress uniform and heels, shaking her little hips all the way. She took orders, made change and collected her tips. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, until I watched her at the register. She was only putting in half the orders and pocketing the rest of the money!
Without hesitation, I walk over to her and say, “Hey, Suzie!”
“Hey, Don” she replied, “what’s up?”
“Suzie…I know what you’re doing.” I paused, “you can’t steal from The Boss.”
“I don’t know what you mean…”
“Suzie, I saw you ring up that order…$6 for TWO rum & cokes?”
She dipped her head and started to sob a little. I tapped her under her chin and lifted her head a little.
“You’ve got to let me do my job now.” I said as I called into The Boss on my walkie talkie.
“I’ve got the perp.” I said, “it’s Suzie from the bar.”
“Good job…escort her out of the building now and let her know she can’t come back.”
“Yes, Boss.” I said, dejectedly.
“Suzie…” she was now fully crying. I knew why, too. Who was going to put her sisters through school now that she was out of work? Who was going to pay her rent? I couldn’t worry about these things. Stealing is stealing…unless….
“Suzie, I have an idea…come with me.”
“Where are we going?” she asked as we approached the elevators.
“I have a job saving proposal for you.” I said and she smiled a little.
We got to the penthouse and I had her step inside.
“Please sit on the bed” I said to her,”and stick out your arms.
“No! No,please!…I can’t do that!” she said
“I’m not going to hurt you…I’m going to save your job.” I replied
“I know what you are going to do…I saw a girl leave the penthouse last night and she was a little flustered, so she stopped to have a drink in the bar. She told me what happened. I just put two and two together and..”
“And what?” I asked,”do you want to keep your job or what?”
“I…I do,” she said, meekly,”But I don’t want you to tie my hands up…I promise to let you tickle me, though.”
“I’m still tying your feet together.” I said, trying to exert some authority.
“okay.” she said, quietly.
So after tying her ankles together on a footrest, she was sitting in a big chair and I went behind her, reached my hands down to her ribcage and started “working”.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAAAHAAAAHAAAAA!” she cried.
Her arms immediately went down to her sides, but they pinned my hands in place, so I kept on tickling.
“HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAHAHHAHAHAHHAAA!” she screamed.
“Lift up your arms!” I told her…and she did. My hands made their way up into her armpits and started to work them over.
“OH, MY GOD! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHHAHAAAAHAHAHHAAAA!”
After a good 15 minutes,I decided to walk over to her bare soles. I could tell she was nervous while still catching her breath. Her eyes widened as my fingertips slowly approached her soles. At the last second, she covered her face to avoid having to watch…then my fingers made contact with her creamy soles.
“OH, SH*T!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAAAAAAAA!!!” this was the loudest she had screamed. Her toes wiggles furiously and her arches curled uncontrollably as I methodically went up and down her sexy, slender soles with my fingertips. Her hands alternated from covering her face to flailing out at her sides. She could not control her body.
“HAHAHAHAHAHHHAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAAA! PLEASE…HAHAHAHAA…PLEASE, STOOOOPPP! HAHAHAHAHAA!” she cried.
I kept right on tickling her soles, even pulling them up over her head at one point.
After about 45 minutes, I thought she may have had enough…so I stopped. It took her a full 5 minutes to catch her breath. I untied her feet and she put her shoes back on. She had paid her “debt”.
We silently walked back to the elevators and went back to the lobby, where I walked her to the bar.
“Boss?” I said on my walkie-talkie.
“What’s up?”
“It wasn’t her.”
“No?…any other ideas?”
“I’m keeping my eyes open, Boss.”
“I’m not holding my breath.” said The Boss
“Why’s that?”
“Don’t you think I know what just happened in the penthouse? This is MY casino.”
I gulped
“It’s OK, Don; I would have done the same thing…why do you think I put YOU on this case?”
“Thanks, Boss.”
“Do your job, Don…that’s all I ask.”
“Yes, sir”
“Nice job” He said
Stunned, I put the walkie talking back on my belt and at the same time, Suzie dropped a peck on my cheek, “Thanks for understanding.” she said.
And we all went about our business.
Enjoy the Show!
The TickleShow
www.tickleshow.webs.com
www.clips4sale.com/28100
