Home Alone

Robbers

- - 7:30 p.m. - -

  I ate supper then headed for bed. I slept with my shorts and shirt on. I turned the AC on, then wrapped myself in the blankets. I stuck my feet out. The AC blew a gentle breeze on my soles. By now, my soles were used to it, so it didn't tickle. I stared at the ceiling for a few minutes. I closed my eyes, and in that moment I heard the window open. Probably just the wind. I was half asleep when I heard my bedroom door open. I opened my eyes half way. I could only see tall men with masks that covered their faces. One of them pointed at my feet. They headed out the door, I closed my eyes. I heard the door close. I started to relax.

  Then, I felt a finger dragging up my sole. I felt it again. They were still there. Apparently, they liked to tickle my feet. If that's what they wanted, that's what I'll give them. They seemed uninterested until I pulled back my foot. They seem intrigued to know that your feet were ticklish. The one who was tickling you started using all ten fingers both soles. He stroked up and down. He starts speeding up. I realized that while one was tickling mr, the other was stashing my stuff in a bag. They were distracting me with tickles. Well two can play that game. I turned around and crossed my feet. Through my experiences both as a tickler and being tickled, crossed bare feet was like a calling, a calling that the feet wanted to be tickled.

  The man noticed my rearrangement. The fun started, for both of us. I heard foot steps, but I didn't here the door. The man looked around my room, probably for something to tickle me with. I took this moment to pull my phone out. I turned down the brightness and went to my contacts. I went to my neighbor and best friend, Sebby. I started with Yo, Sebby, what's up. I'm in a pickle right now and need ur help. Txt me back ASAP. Jacob. I heard foot steps coming back so I layer back down on my stomach with my phone right in front of me. I felt a feather, no wait two feathers on my very sensative soles. I wanted to laugh, but doing so will alert the robbers that I am awake, thus making them retreat along with my stuff. The man stroked the feathers along my ticklish arches. He moved on to my toes. As soon as the feathers touched my toes. I my phone vibrated. It was Sebby, and thank goodness. I can distract my self for the tickles.

Sebby: What's up. Ur parents r out right. Do u want us to prty? I'll do anyhthing 4 u.

Me: nah, there r robbers @ my house, I need u 2 call the popo and send them 2 my house like right now.

Sebby: k, but you can't u?

Me: someone's tickling my feet, if they here me talk they might escape with my stuff.

Sebby: hold tight man they're on there way.

  The felt the feathers being weaved through my toes. I may have grunted... The tickler stopped for a second. Was he gonna retreat now! I sighed in both relief and worry, I was relieved that the tickling stop but was worried that the robber might escape.

  Suddenly, I felt the same ten fingertips on both no my heels (five on each heel). I felt soft little circles being drawn on my heels. They were slow and soft, relaxing but ticklish. He picked up the pace just a bit. Suddenly, the circles stopped then the fingers were dragged down to my toes, then back up to my heels. He went down and up for a few times. He went back down again, but slowly. He used his nails to tickle my feet, covering every inch. He got to my toes. I crunched them up in my defense. He noticed this so he started tickling my heel again, where I couldn't stop the tickles.

  I wiggled my toes while my heel was tickled, but I fell into his trap. While I was wiggling my toes, he took hold of both big toes. I tried to scrunch my toes, but without my my big toe in command, I couldn't even wiggle them. He lightly traced the skin under my toes, making me grunt again but he ignored it. He went faster and faster, I almost lost it when I heard sirens.

  - -5 minutes later...- -

  The police arrested the robbers and put the bag with my stuff on my desk. I was still pretend sleeping. I heard Sebby's voice explaining what happened to the police. My feet were now pink, a little red around the arch, my feet were still soft and smooth from the lotion, which made them more ticklish. My soles were facing up towards the ceiling. My ankles were crossed, right over left. I heard footsteps coming towards my bed. I felt a slight tickle on my heel slowly rising to my toes. I felt fingers invading the gaps between my toes, spreading them apart. I remembered this tactic. It was Sebby's Toes sSpreaded Tickle. I thought he was going to go full beats, but instead I felt soft gentle tickles at the base of my toes. Sebby helped me relax as I fell asleep.

  "Good night, bro!" Sebby said as he left the room.