The sun began setting over the horizon when Jill finally made it back home. Closing the door behind her she began to disrobe. The girl couldn’t help, but remember everything she had to deal with that day. The guards and the girl who ate the size changing cookie. There were a few other instances the girl had to deal with, but none of them needed any punishment. Just as she kicked off her boots and tugged the socks off her feet the girl heard a knocking on her front door.
“Come in.” Jill said.
The door opened and Jennifer stepped into the house. She wore a warm smile on her face. “How’s it going?” She asked, tilting her head slightly to the right.
“I’m doing ok.” Jill answered, looking over her shoulder at the girl. “What brings you out here?” She asked.
Jennifer slowly made her way around the small room taking everything in. Occasionally she would stop and admire something in the room. “I’ve been hearing rumors about you…” The girl began.
“What kind of rumors?” Jill asked.
“About you working on your days off.” Jennifer said, turning to face Jill. “To be honest with you I’ve been keeping it from the queen.”
“Why would you keep that from the queen?” Jill asked.
“Because she would be upset if she found out.” Jennifer said, finding a chair and sitting down. “The queen personally decided on everyone’s schedules. She would be hurt to learn you weren’t enjoying the gift she gave you… You do know guards getting day’s off are generally unheard of. Do you understand?” Jennifer asked.
“I…” Jill began. “I wanted to help out… Besides if I hadn’t of done anything some poor white roses with have been painted red!”
“That was nice of you.” Jennifer said, nodding. “But you should take those days off seriously and enjoy yourself. Don’t go on patrols anymore.”
Jill nodded. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” Jennifer said, patting a chair in front of her. “Go ahead and have a seat. I’ll reward you.”
Jill started to grow nervous. “You aren’t going to tie me up are you?” She asked.
“No.” Jennifer said. Shaking her head.
Jill sat in the chair and watched as Jennifer bent down and seized her right foot. Instantly Jill knew she was going to be tickled.
“I love giving other girls foot massages.” Jennifer said, focusing her eyes on the foot she was holding between her hands.
The girl began running her thumbs over the sole of Jill’s foot. Instantly the girl felt a tickling sensation running up her foot causing her leg to kick. The girl tried to hide her smile, but the corners of her lips began curling.
“Are you ok?” Jennifer asked, smiling warmly.
“Y-yeah.” Jill said, wriggling in her seat. She tried to pull her foot away, but Jennifer kept a firm grip on it.
“I know my foot massages tickle, but they are more enjoyable that way.” Jennifer said, and with that she began gently rubbing the arch of the foot and the heel at the same time. Jill felt it was impossible to keep her laughter in. Her lips curled in a goofy grin and her chest began to heave.
“O…OK… STOP… TICKLING!” Jill squealed with ticklish laughter. The girl wriggled in her chair.
“Oh?” Jennifer laughed. “Are you really this ticklish?” The girl asked, raking her index finger down the sole. Jill yelped loudly and managed to pull her foot away.
“Enough…” Jill breathed.
Jennifer laughed again. “Sorry about that.” The girl got to her feet and patted Jill on the shoulder. “I better get going. The queen will be looking for me soon.”
“Yeah…” Jill said, sighing deeply. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“See you.” Jennifer said, heading out of the house, closing the door behind her.
Jill got to her feet and collapsed onto the bed. She felt exhausted and tomorrow would be another day…