Oh boi. It happened to me today. Yeesh. Now it is time to recount the tale. The ppl involved were moi (ur lee), Fren 1, Fren 2 (who may suspect I like twords) and Fren 3 (who KNOWS i like twords).
Lets be clear. I was goading from the start. Me, Fren 1 and Fren 2 had a free period before the lunch hour and were chillin on a bench and I had decided to lie on Fren 1. Because I do a lot and I crave affection.
Fren 1 started givin me head pets whichIadoreverymuch and I cheekily tried to put my legs up on Fren 2 but she was like s o d o f f. Just fyi she's the scary one with the heart of gold in this scenario. I kept trynna put ma leggys up...until eventually she just heckin started spidering up my shins and tops of my thighs wHICHGOTMEGIGGLINGOHBOY BUT T H E N FREN 1 STARTED TRYNNA SCRATCHY AND POKEY UNDER MY ARMS AND SINCE I WAS LYING ON HER I COULDN'T RESIST. LIKE AT ALL.
This continued for a lil bit and Fren 2 stopped for bit b u t Fren 1 is a lil shit who finds my vocal reactions eVER SO AMUSING FOR SOME R E A S O N (They all do. Cuz I make so many emb a r ra s s i n g noisessss) AND THEN FREN 1. LIL NUGGET SHIT. STARTED GOING FOR MY TUM AND BELLYBUTTON.
NOW. IT IS A WELL KNOWN FACT AMONG ALL THE FRENS THAT MY BELLYBUTTON IS A V BAD SPOT. SO WHAT DO THEY DO???? FREN 1 STARTS IMMEDIATELY TRYNNA GO FOR IT WHICH SPURS FREN 2 TO JOIN IN. I AM DYING AND BLUSHING.
BEAR IN MIND THIS IS A P U B L I C PLACE INDOORS, BASICALLY THE CAFETERIA. They let me breath for a lil bit and I get my legs up on the bench.....and things are chill again. Then Fren 2 is a g h a s t at my shoelace tying skills and insists on redoing them.
Now ahh.....the shoes I was wearing were like pumps/sneakers, and the top of the shoe is a fabric. And not a thick fabric. So lets just say that I am unable to hold back a couple giggles. Fren 2 is GLEEFUL. LEGITIMATELY. AND WAS LIKE "Oh? Are your feet ticklish too?"
I WAS LIKE IAMNOTGOINGTODIGNIFYTHATQUESTIONWITHARESPONSE AND SHE JUST GRINS AND SCRATCHES OVER THE TOPS OF THE SHOES. WHICH I FEEL. AND THE TOPS OF MY FEET ARE NOW MORE SENSITIVE THAN I FIRST THOUGHT.
SO FREN 2 DID THAT. All the while Fren 1 starts to hecking comment on how I have tiny ears.....whichistruebutan y w a y and how thEY'RE ALSO SENSITIVE. But uhm....afterabitofbeggingfromme they stahp.
Just as Fren 3 arrives. Ahem......
I OF COURSE IMMEDIATELY REMARK ON HOW THEY WERE BEING MEAN TO MEEEE and she just rolls her eyes and takes a seat. However since the bench is against a window (inside), there's a ledge. So Frens 2 and 3 let me stretch my legs out whilst they sat on the ledge and rested their feet on the bench sobasicallymylegsweretrapped.....and I goaded more.
Simply.....here's wut happened. Fren 1 started heckin EITHER getting my underarms OR COVERING MY EYES. SO I COULDN'T SEE FREN 2 WHEN THEY WERE GETTING MY TUM AND BELLYBUTTON. All the while Fren 3 got the tops of my feet.....but Fren 3.....is a lil shit. They were super light and teasy and kept sendin me lil smirks wHICH DIDN'T HELP MY CRIMSON COMPLEXION. WHICH THEY ALSO REMARKED ON.
THAT WENT ON FOR A BIT. But then Fren 1 departed for their class sooooo me and Frens 2 and 3 had a lil time before our lesson. I switched to lying on Fren 3 whilst Fren 2 was on the ledge. Fren 3. Oh this motherfucker. Squished my cheeks and started to c o o about how red they were and how c u t e I was. Lil fuckin ASDGJLGDCTVF.
Ahem. But then.....Fren 3 grabbed my forearms....and held them away from my tummy. Up to this point I'd been able to defend it. Not anymore. Fren 2 went to town with scratching and scribbling, occasionally sparing attention to my legs and feet while they BOTH cooed.
"You looove us yes you do yes you dooo!"
IWASINDAMNHEAVEN and they made me admit I loved them.....then we headed to class.
