A Lesson Learned (illustrated letter)
We were at his apartment having a few drinks, when I started to tickle Matthew, (he's incredibly ticklish) under his arms and on the soles of his feet.
Tracy picked up on the cue perfectly. While I was tickling his underarms, Tracy placed handcuffs on his ankles. At this point, Tracy began tickling his feet so I could position his hands around a stairway post in back of his chair and slap handcuffs on him. Tracy quickly finished making poor Matthew immobile by tying his handcuffed ankles to the solid-oak coffee table in front of his chair.
Naturally, he just thought we were kidding and would untie him in a few minutes.
He soon discovered how wrong he was.
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