"Here!", and Carly's long fingers danced lightly along Sam's exposed belly and hips, instantly sending her into renewed hysterics that actually take her, still laughing and gasping, right off the couch and onto the carpeted floor below with a soft *Whump!*
"-AHAHAHA-Oww! (giggle)" is all ticklish little Sam can manage from the tight jam she's now slipped into - hogtied, wedged awkwardly between the couch and low oak coffee-table. "Carly! It's not funny anymore! Okay, alrteady? Lemme go! Pleeeaze?".
"I'm coming to gitcha-gitcha, Sam!", laughs Carly, who in fact is about to release her best friend, when she suddenly has her feet swept out from under her, landing hard on her belly on the carpet next to the coffee-table and couch where Sam still struggles. "Ooomph!", she loses her breath as an unknown assailant uses some more of the very same rope she herself had used as a prank on Sam to quickly tie Carly into her own floorbound hogtie, "EEEK!" shrieks Carly, "Sam! Help me!", the dear girl cries without a trace of irony.
"We're about to film a very 'special' podcast tonight, girls!" - and with that, both Carly and Sam are startled to discover that they are tied-up and at the mercy of...(drum-roll)...
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