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The silver SUV vehicle stopped on the garage driveaway. Tommy jumped out the car with a backpack on his shoulder and ran toward the front door angrily.

"Hey son! Stop! Wait Tommy!" - a young woman yelled after him.

But the angry little boy didn't listen to her, only he ran into the front door of his grandmother's gardenhouse.

"Hello Tommy!" - said Kate, the grandmother when she suddenly heard her favorite grandson ran into the house.

"Hi Grandma!" - replied the boy shortly and rushed into livingroom annoyedly.

"Don't forget, take off your shoes honey!" - said Kate to her grandson, but he slammed the door quickly.

A few minutes later Kate's daughter arrived too in the kitchen, where the grandmother had just washed up some plates and glasses.

"Hello sweetie! What has happened with Tommy?" - asked Kate to the boy's mother, while she wiped hands with a kitchen clothes.

"Ahh! Don't you ask! He's a preteen! It's getting harder and harder with him for me!" - She started to explained to the situation while put down two full shopping bags on the kitchen counter, and turned forward to the closed livingroom's door. "Ohh, and thank you Tommy that you helped me to carry these shopping bags!" - said the mother loudly on ironic voice.

"Ohh-hehe! I see! I help you, darling!" - replied the grandmother and they started to pack the goods to their place.

"Ahh! Thanks Mom! Honestly, I don't know what I could do with him! He's a cheeky and often he's more hysterical like a little girl in same age of him!" - told Kate's daughter with a deep sigh.

"Oh, really?" - asked the grandmother with giggle, while she heard that Tommy turned on the TV in the living room. "What were you quarreling on with him, this time?" - asked Kate with smile.

"I told him that I don't allowed him to go at his friend's night party. Because it'll be finish at midnight, and he's going to have a math test next week. To this he said that he's already a 'big boy' and he'll escape out to the party!... And of course we were quarelling. I don't know what I should do now? Ahhh!" - said the mother advicelessly with sigh.

"Well, someone was very similar to him from the past... Didn't you remember to someone, darling?" - asked the grandmother jokingly and winked at her daughter.

Meanwhile Kate took out a glass of orange joice from the fridge and three glasses from the cupboard.

Tommy's mother thought for a moment and giggled. "Oh no! I wasn't bad girl! I have never been cheeky with you or with daddy!

"Yes, of course! You were always a good girl, except... when you weren't!" - replied grandmother Kate and poked her daughter's side randomly.

"Hehe-Hey! What are you talking about mom?" - answered the mother and protected her side with one hand quickly.

"Oh, I'm talking about nothing, at most about that I love listen to my favorite grandson's laughing so much! I hope you're ready to it, darling! Don't forget the biscuit!" - said Kate and began to walk with the three glasses of orange juice on a tray toward the living room.

"Hehe! You're evil, mom!" - replied the woman with giggle and followed her mother in the room with a bowl of chocolate biscuits. "You have no idea, what'll be happening, my son!" - She muttered with wide smile on her face and walked into the door.

"Hi sweetie! Look I brought some orange juice to you, and your mom brought some biscuit too!" - said Kate and put the tray on the coffee table.

"I don't ask juice or biscuit! Let me alone!" - grumped Tommy and watched his cartoon on.

"Okay honey! Could you tell me, why are you angry?" - asked the grandmother while her daughter put the bowl on the table too.

Then Kate began to caress his grandson's jeans covered leg with her hand.

"I don't want to speak about it! Just, leave me alone!" - mumbled the boy and suddenly his body trembled for a moment.

"Oh sweetie! If you don't speak with me, then I can't help you! Please Tommy tell me, what's your problem? Or I need to find the other way to the truth..." - explained Kate and quickly squeezed playfully Tommy's knees on the couch.

Of course the boy immediately jumped one in the furniture and protected his knees against to Grandmother Kate's nimble hands. "Hey! Hehe! Grandma! Don't do this!... I don't want to speak about it, that's all!" - answered Tommy angrily and pulled up his legs onto the couch.

Kate was thinking for a minute, and said. "Hmmm...Well honey, it looks like to me that we don't have any chance." - she turned toward Tommy's mother.

Then the mother of the boy walked to the other end of the sofa. She showed a bright smile on her face.

"So, Tommy! Because of you don't want to tell me, what your problem is. Therefore I need to punish you to it!" - told the grandmother kindly and suddenly she attacked the boy's hips on the couch.

At the same time of this, Tommy's mother grabbed her son's both wrists unexpectedly and started to pull away his arms above his head.

"Hehe!! Hey!! Grandmaaa!! Moomm!! Hahaha! What...What are you doing?! Hehehe! With me-hehehe!" - yelled up Tommy with laugh, and didn't understand what's happening.

"Hehe! I told you sweetie...We'll punish you, if you don't speak with us! Coochie-cooochie- cooo, Tommy boy!" - replied his grandmother with giggle.

In the meantime Tommy's mother kept her son's both wrists with one hand while the fingernails of her other free hand were scribbing the boy's 'open' armpit.

During this time Kate caught his legs and layed him up on the couch.

This was the point when thr boy became to be absolutely defendless.

Of course the both women tickled him alternately on his sensitive upperbody.

"Hahahahaaa!! It's...It's not faaaair!! Hehehe!! Moomm! Stop it!! Hahahahaaa!! Grandmaaa! Please... Stop!" - poor Tommy leughed and begged for mercy.

While Kate rolled up his thin t-shirt and gave some quick raspberries on his belly button.

"Aaaahhh!! Hahaha!! Nooo!! Not this!! Hehehehe!! I speak!! Hehehe!! I speak with you!! Hehehe!! Mom, please stooop the raspberries!! Hahaha!!" - screamed poor boy with loud laughter and dancing his held back body desperately under the two skilled women' incredible tickle attack.

Description
The index photo is my photomanipulation. The original photo is a free picture by Depositphoto.com

The silver SUV vehicle stopped on the garage driveaway. Tommy jumped out the car with a backpack on his shoulder and ran toward the front door angrily.

"Hey son! Stop! Wait Tommy!" - a young woman yelled after him.

But the angry little boy didn't listen to her, only he ran into the front door of his grandmother's gardenhouse.

"Hello Tommy!" - said Kate, the grandmother when she suddenly heard her favorite grandson ran into the house.

"Hi Grandma!" - replied the boy shortly and rushed into livingroom annoyedly.

"Don't forget, take off your shoes honey!" - said Kate to her grandson, but he slammed the door quickly.

A few minutes later Kate's daughter arrived too in the kitchen, where the grandmother had just washed up some plates and glasses.

"Hello sweetie! What has happened with Tommy?" - asked Kate to the boy's mother, while she wiped hands with a kitchen clothes.

"Ahh! Don't you ask! He's a preteen! It's getting harder and harder with him for me!" - She started to explained to the situation while put down two full shopping bags on the kitchen counter, and turned forward to the closed livingroom's door. "Ohh, and thank you Tommy that you helped me to carry these shopping bags!" - said the mother loudly on ironic voice.

"Ohh-hehe! I see! I help you, darling!" - replied the grandmother and they started to pack the goods to their place.

"Ahh! Thanks Mom! Honestly, I don't know what I could do with him! He's a cheeky and often he's more hysterical like a little girl in same age of him!" - told Kate's daughter with a deep sigh.

"Oh, really?" - asked the grandmother with giggle, while she heard that Tommy turned on the TV in the living room. "What were you quarreling on with him, this time?" - asked Kate with smile.

"I told him that I don't allowed him to go at his friend's night party. Because it'll be finish at midnight, and he's going to have a math test next week. To this he said that he's already a 'big boy' and he'll escape out to the party!... And of course we were quarelling. I don't know what I should do now? Ahhh!" - said the mother advicelessly with sigh.

"Well, someone was very similar to him from the past... Didn't you remember to someone, darling?" - asked the grandmother jokingly and winked at her daughter.

Meanwhile Kate took out a glass of orange joice from the fridge and three glasses from the cupboard.

Tommy's mother thought for a moment and giggled. "Oh no! I wasn't bad girl! I have never been cheeky with you or with daddy!

"Yes, of course! You were always a good girl, except... when you weren't!" - replied grandmother Kate and poked her daughter's side randomly.

"Hehe-Hey! What are you talking about mom?" - answered the mother and protected her side with one hand quickly.

"Oh, I'm talking about nothing, at most about that I love listen to my favorite grandson's laughing so much! I hope you're ready to it, darling! Don't forget the biscuit!" - said Kate and began to walk with the three glasses of orange juice on a tray toward the living room.

"Hehe! You're evil, mom!" - replied the woman with giggle and followed her mother in the room with a bowl of chocolate biscuits. "You have no idea, what'll be happening, my son!" - She muttered with wide smile on her face and walked into the door.

"Hi sweetie! Look I brought some orange juice to you, and your mom brought some biscuit too!" - said Kate and put the tray on the coffee table.

"I don't ask juice or biscuit! Let me alone!" - grumped Tommy and watched his cartoon on.

"Okay honey! Could you tell me, why are you angry?" - asked the grandmother while her daughter put the bowl on the table too.

Then Kate began to caress his grandson's jeans covered leg with her hand.

"I don't want to speak about it! Just, leave me alone!" - mumbled the boy and suddenly his body trembled for a moment.

"Oh sweetie! If you don't speak with me, then I can't help you! Please Tommy tell me, what's your problem? Or I need to find the other way to the truth..." - explained Kate and quickly squeezed playfully Tommy's knees on the couch.

Of course the boy immediately jumped one in the furniture and protected his knees against to Grandmother Kate's nimble hands. "Hey! Hehe! Grandma! Don't do this!... I don't want to speak about it, that's all!" - answered Tommy angrily and pulled up his legs onto the couch.

Kate was thinking for a minute, and said. "Hmmm...Well honey, it looks like to me that we don't have any chance." - she turned toward Tommy's mother.

Then the mother of the boy walked to the other end of the sofa. She showed a bright smile on her face.

"So, Tommy! Because of you don't want to tell me, what your problem is. Therefore I need to punish you to it!" - told the grandmother kindly and suddenly she attacked the boy's hips on the couch.

At the same time of this, Tommy's mother grabbed her son's both wrists unexpectedly and started to pull away his arms above his head.

"Hehe!! Hey!! Grandmaaa!! Moomm!! Hahaha! What...What are you doing?! Hehehe! With me-hehehe!" - yelled up Tommy with laugh, and didn't understand what's happening.

"Hehe! I told you sweetie...We'll punish you, if you don't speak with us! Coochie-cooochie- cooo, Tommy boy!" - replied his grandmother with giggle.

In the meantime Tommy's mother kept her son's both wrists with one hand while the fingernails of her other free hand were scribbing the boy's 'open' armpit.

During this time Kate caught his legs and layed him up on the couch.

This was the point when thr boy became to be absolutely defendless.

Of course the both women tickled him alternately on his sensitive upperbody.

"Hahahahaaa!! It's...It's not faaaair!! Hehehe!! Moomm! Stop it!! Hahahahaaa!! Grandmaaa! Please... Stop!" - poor Tommy leughed and begged for mercy.

While Kate rolled up his thin t-shirt and gave some quick raspberries on his belly button.

"Aaaahhh!! Hahaha!! Nooo!! Not this!! Hehehehe!! I speak!! Hehehe!! I speak with you!! Hehehe!! Mom, please stooop the raspberries!! Hahaha!!" - screamed poor boy with loud laughter and dancing his held back body desperately under the two skilled women' incredible tickle attack.