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Date: Mon, 11 Nov 1996 06:47:08 GMT
From: Jazz411 <x@super.x>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: REPOST: "Olsen Twins: Deadly Call" (bd/feet/tickl)

Here is my second story ever. I think it has improved a lot since my first, and here
it is. And remember, if you are not in to the type of stuff depicted in this story
(there is no actual sex, so you can't complain there), then please don't complain
about it. After all, this is fantasy, not reality, and I would never do any of the
events depicted here in real life.
Oh yeah, and keep your eyes out for sexual jokes. I forget if this story has any, but
I know the third one does. But, let's take this one story at a time :)

And now, in the words of the greatest fat man alive, "Here we go!":
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"Olsen Twins: Deadly Call"
by Jazz411

	"Goodbye girls, I'm leaving!" It was the call of the woman of the house, Mrs.
Olsen, as she and the Mister left the two twins home alone so that the parents
themselves could enjoy a night on the town. "And remember, if there's an
emergency, call the number I left taped to the phone, since this cheap town has no
911 system yet (and problably never will). Dad and I are going out to dinner and a
movie, and problably more. We won't problably won't be back until midnight, but
you better not be awake then or you're going to be in big trouble when we get
home. Have fun!"

	"We will, Mom! Goodbye!" cried Mary Kate and Ashley simultaneously, as the two
adult authority figures surrendered control of the house to them. The door closed,
and the family car drove off, leaving the two girls alone for the remainder of the
night, as far as they were concerned, seeing as how they are to go to bed at
10:00, and the parents will return a long while thereafter.

	"Yesssss!!!!!!" screamed Ashley with joy. "We have the house to ourselves!!!! And
Mom and Dad won't be back until late tonight, so we can do whatever we want until
then!"

	"Yipppeeee!!!" shouted Mary Kate, exilerated to the point of near-rapture.
Immediately the minds of the identical-looking fraternal twins turned to fun
activities to use to kill the remainder of the night. They decided to turn to
prank phone calls.

	"Okay," said Ashley, "I'll call first. We'll take turns calling people and driving
them crazy."

	"No, I go first!!!" shouted Mary Kate, and the two began to wrestle on the floor.
As they wrestled, Mary Kate tore off Ashley's right shoe and threw it across the
room. As Ashley ran to retrieve her shoe, Mary Kate lunged for her right sock and
tore it off, then threw it across the room, exposing Ashley's cute bare foot.
Ashley, realizing what was about to happen, didn't bother to get up and retrieve
her shoe and sock. She just turned to Mary Kate and ripped her left shoe and sock
off. Mary Kate didn't bother to get up and chase after her flying footwear either.
She just reached out to Ashley's bare sole and tickled it.

	Ashley let out a peal of laughter as Mary Kate's fingers ran up and down her sole.
Immediately she thought of returning the favor, and noting Mary Kate's own bare
foot, her hand flew there and poked at the foot, eliciting quite a similar
response from her sister, the response Ashley had been looking for. The two
wrestled on the floor, attempting to tickle each other's foot without getting
tickled themselves. It was an interesting sight, to say the least. But finally
Mary Kate called out "Stop!!!" inbetween peals of laughter. Ashley, upon hearing
this, ignored the plea and continued to tickle the bare sole of Mary Kate. "Stop!"
Finally, Ashley stopped. "Remember the prank phone calls we were going to make?
Mom and Dad are gone, and we might never have a chance like this!!"

	"Yeah!!! Let's do it!" cried out Mary Kate, and the two rushed for the phone. Mary
Kate got there first.

	As Mary Kate dialed up a random number, Ashley had decided that she liked the
prospect of going barefoot around the house. It felt good on her feet, and it was
a unique experience for her not to wear shoes and socks around the house. Thinking
of this, Ashley pulled off her left shoe and sock and hurled them threw the room.
She was so lost in thought she barely heard her sister's call, and the laughter
that was elicited from the response. "Okay Ashley," Mary Kate said, "it's your
turn."

	As Ashley got up to the phone, excitement ran through her head. Perhaps it was the
idea that the response she will get will produce a great deal of humor for her
benefit. Perhaps it was that she was doing something she knew she wasn't supposed
to, and that if she got caught, she would be in big trouble. Either way, Ashley
grabbed the phone and dialed a number. After a few rings, the person finally
answered.

	"Hello?", called a drunken sounding man at the other end of the line. He sounded
really friendly, possibly as an effect from all the beer he had been drinking.

	"Hello?", Ashley said, thinking fast. She had to come up with something funny to
do quickly or else the whole thing would be ruined. "Is your refrigerator
running?" Having heard that old joke before, the fact that it was stored away in
her memory and the fact that she needed a joke desperately caused to choose that
one. Now she almost wished she hadn't.

	"Yes it is," replied the person, obviously not thinking straight.

	"Then you'd better go catch it!"

	"What?"

	"Never mind." Embarassed, Ashley hung up the phone. "Your turn again."

	Mary Kate got up to the phone and tried to think of a good joke for this next
person. She dialed a random number, but the response she got at the end of the
line was far from humorous.

	A very loud shriek sounded at the other end of the line. "Help!" screamed a woman,
clearly in a great deal of distress. "He's going to kill me!" This was followed by
a loud thump, and then the sound of a man's voice. "Hello? Whoever this is, you've
got the wrong number!!!! You hear me!?!?!?!? THE WRONG NUMBER!!!!!!!!!" The phone
went dead.

	Trembling with fear, Mary Kate turned to Ashley. "A woman was just murdered on the
phone!" Having heard the screams coming faintly through the phone, a wide-eyed
Ashley needed no further convincing. The two decided to stop making prank phone
calls and wondered what to do.

	Meanwhile, in a run-down, practically destroyed house, a man named John Kohler
stood over the corpse of his former girlfriend, who was lying on the ground with
multiple knife wounds, as well as the wounds of various heavy objects she had been
hit with.

	"I've got to do something about that caller," John thought. "He or she might be a
friend of Melissa's and could possibly call the cops on me, since everybody knows
that Melissa and I went out together often." Thinking it over in his mind, John
finally decided to trace the call and go back to the home of the person who had
made the call, and kill that person, or do something to get the person from
reporting the homicide to the cops.

	John used call-tracing to get a number, thinking that if it was one of his real
close friends or a member of his former gang, he could easily get that person to
shut up. But instead, call-tracing turned up an unfamilar number. "Hmmm...." John
thought. "Who could this be? Problably one of Melissa's close friends. I just hope
it's some sissy I can easily convince not to squeal to the pigs. I don't want
another murder on my hands after the one I've just committed. I'd better pay a
visit to this person. Besides, some neighbors must have heard this screaming and
pigs will problably be here soon. I could seek refuge at someone else's house, and
it might as well be the house of a perfect stranger - someone the cops couldn't
trace me to." Grabbing some rope, a glass-cutter, and a sharp knife, John Kohler
jumped into his car and drove off.

	Back at the Olsen house, Mary Kate and Ashley still hadn't recovered from the
shock of what they had just witnessed over the phone. They were watching
"America's Most Wanted", and that only made matters worse. It wasn't much better
when they heard a car pull up at the house. Immeadiately the two twins became
paranoid and began to fear the worst. A few minutes later, a booming voice came
behind them. "Don't move!!! Do not attempt to escape from me! Just sit right there
and put your hands behind her back! If you do not oblige this will be your fate."
The man then put the knife to his throat and pretended to slice it open.

	Naturally the twins obliged. They sat there with their hands behind their back and
didn't budge when ropes were wrapped around their hands, tying them together. The
man then wrapped ropes around their feet and tied them together. Finally, he
wrapped ropes around the girls' body, pinning their arms to their sides (but hands
still behind back). Finally, the vile man stood back to admire his handiwork. Mary
Kate and Ashley Olsen sat on the floor with their hands tied tightly behind their
back, ropes wrapped around them pinning their arms to their sides, and their feet
tied together, Mary Kate having one shoe and sock off and one on, Ashley being
barefoot. They couldn't move a muscle. They had no choice but to give in to the
man's every whim.

	Meanwhile, the man, who was John Kohler, began to ponder the situation. Panic from
the thought of getting caught had clouded his mind and his thoughts ran in crazy
circles. "How old are these two? They can't be home alone, but I couldn't find any
parents anywhere. But then, who cares?  I'm a fugitive now and I can do whatever I
want as long as I don't get caught, and that may well be inevitable. I might as
well get my money's worth and do some more criminal activities while I am still on
this earth standing now. And why is one girl barefoot but the other having one
shoe and sock on?"

	John had decided that while he was hiding out from the cops that he might as well
make something out of it. He changed the channel on the TV until he found one of
his favorite shows, "2 Stupid Dogs". He watched it for a while, until he noticed
it was an episode he'd seen before. That problably meant that the other 2 episodes
were one's he'd seen before also. He decided to flick the TV off, then turned to
the girls.

	"The girl with the one shoe, how come you're not wearing the other? What's this
all about? You two look like identical twins. If dress identical from the legs up,
how come not your footwear?" Mary Kate was too frightened of the man to give a
reply. John didn't wait for one anyway, and removed Mary Kate's right shoe and
sock, exposing her other cute bare foot.

	John pondered over this new development, and gave the girls a glare that reminded
them not to struggle. Finally, acting on impulse, John reached out and tickled
Mary Kate's bare sole.

	"Hee hee hee hee!!!! Hahahahaha!!!!!!" Mary Kate laughed loudly and had a hard
time controlling herself as John worked his fancy on her bound foot. But it didn't
last long, though, as the intrepid Mary Kate covered her tickled foot with the
other.

	John decided he wasn't going to take this type of retaliation. He left the room
and began looking for a piece of string. With him gone, the twins began to
struggle to untie themselves. As they struggled, the ropes seemed to get tighter,
only adding to the girls already great discomfort and helplessness. They then
worked to get their feet free from the ropes. Their feet didn't go very far,
however, as the ropes around them were too tight by far. It seemed as though this
man knew his knot-tying and knew it well, and the Olsen twins were the prisoners
of this knowledge.

	Finally John returned, brandishing two pieces of string. He used one to tie Mary
Kate's two big toes together, and then used the other one on Ashley. Finally, he
moved up to Ashley and reached out and ran his hands across her feet.
"HAHAHAHA!!!! STOP!!!! I CA-HEH HEH HEH HANT TAKE HA HA HA HA HEH-NEY
MORE!!!!" laughed Ashley as the man wreaked havoc across her helpless soles, as
her toes wiggled and her feet tried vainly to escape. With her big toes now tied
together, those feet were going nowhere, and the same with Mary Kate, who had
previously been able to escape the nightmarish tickling by covering one foot with
the other.

	John finally decided to turn to Mary Kate, his other prisoner, and tested out his
techniques on her bound feet. They worked like a charm. Mary Kate laughed as good
as Ashley as she struggled to escape the tickling of John's flying fingers. "Ha Ha
HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!! STAH HA HA HA HA HA HOP!!!!! PLEEEH HEE HEE HEE HEE
HEESE!!!!!" Of course John had no intention of stopping. He continued to use his
talented hands and fingers to cause this tickling nightmare to his prisoner, and
kept it up literally for a half-hour, until he was exhausted. Deciding there was
no way the two twins could identify him to the police, and feeling like leaving
the place anyways, John turned to leave. But first he went through the house to
get a pen and write a message to the twins: "Don't tell the cops or you're dead
meat." He then decided it was a bad idea, and finally he decided to go to them
himself.

	"Okay girlies, I'm gonna make sure you don't go the cops about this whole thing."
John brandished his knife. He prepared to bring it down on Mary Kate's head, but
changed his mind. He then stuck the knife into the carpet, and left a few words of
warning, "let that thing remind of what will happen if you squeal to the pigs."
Finally, the man left the house and drove away.

	The twins then began to struggle some more against their bonds, trying futiley to
slide their hands and feet out of their ropes. "It's no use!" cried Mary Kate.
"We're tied too tightly! We'll never get free!" But Ashley noticed the knife and
had an idea. After finally managing to slide over to the knife, Ashley began to
rub her bonds against it and freed her hands. She then cute free the ropes wrapped
around her, and finally, she picked up the knife and cut free her feet. She then
put the dangerous instrument away, and truned to Mary Kate.

	Even after having been through all of this, Ashley hadn't forgotten about how Mary
Kate had torn off her shoe and sock and tickled her, and started the whole
shoe/sock-removal thing. If they had been wearing their shoes and socks at the
time the man the met them, he might have never thought to tickle them. So
naturally part of this was Mary Kate's fault. Ashley ran her fingers up and down
Mary Kate's bound soles and tickled her like crazy. She continued to do this for a
while, then finally used the knife to cut her sister free. With the two of them
free, Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen then hurried off to bed, to ponder the events of
the day, which will undoubtadly make an appearance or self-reference in their
dreams.

THE END
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So that was my second story ever. How was it? I will only take constructive
criticism, and I will ignore flames (as most people would). I think I've improved
a lot since "Harriet Caught Spying", and looking back on that story, I'm almost
ashamed of it when compared to this. So, do you have any comments? Questions? If
you read the story and have anything to say, please feel welcome to reply.