I don't want to, but...

As I said, I absolutely cannot stand tickling, and the boy in front of me was now busy tickling the sides and rubs of my feet. I tried with all my might to get out of his grip but again had to be careful not to reveal too much of my naked body. "Ryan," Drew said, "if Josh and Mike elevator her legs now you can tickle under the soles of her feet. She'll probably give in to our request for a game then." "Good idea Drew! Guys?" Josh and Mike made preparations to grab my ankles and lift my legs up. Panic struck me.

"No, no, don't. I'll play a game with you guys." The boys laughed. "See, I told you so" said Drew. "Just tell me what game you guys want to play. Then it's done!" "Ok Amira, we wanted to play strip tickle with you." laughed Ryan. My eyes got big, they couldn't mean this. All four boys laughed. "I told you we wanted to know if you were wearing underwear, now we're going to find out." I sighed. "Ok then, how does this game work?" "Very simple. One of us is going to tickle you. If you move you lose. If you lose a button on your dress goes undone. If you last five minutes, you win and we leave you alone. All you have to do now is move your chair so that we have full access to all the ticklish parts of your body."