Bad for me, but for the boys…

Reluctantly, I sat down on the chair the boys placed in the middle or actually it was a stool. The boys' positions remained the same. Drew behind me, Ryan in front of me and Josh and Mike to the left and right. So I could be "attacked" by the stool from all sides or from one side at a time. And with only five knots, an alternating attack and then a total attack of four at a time could suffice. Even though that would be against their own rules, but yes with four against one I would have no chance. Ryan began the game by tickling my shins and the tops of my feet. This I could still reasonably have but when Josh and Mike simultaneously attacked my belly and ribs, I was screwed and "lost" my first button. The boys chose, sneaky, the middle one. "Then we have more unprotected skin to tickle." laughed Drew. And that was my proverbial death. I had to stretch my legs for the second round so that my soles of my feet were now exposed as well. So the second round was over before it even started. Now they chose the second button from the top, making it already obvious that I wasn't wearing a bra. Cheers rose from the boys. Now I was summoned to extend my arms, leaving my armpits free for tickling and my legs forward. Again my feet were attacked by both Ryan and Drew who had also come forward. The boy chose the top button of my dress shirt. The fourth round was the same. They had discovered that my feet were vulnerable, so why not take advantage of them? Only now I was shaking my body so hard to avoid the boys that the top of dress slipped off my arms and I ended up topless. "No, no Amira, let go. Part of the game."