I've been in a bit of a tickling slump lately. Oh, I've been able to get some tickling in, but I haven't been tickled in awhile myself.
We had dinner with a good friend, I used to tickle her all the time when we were younger, but being our in public with both our families there was to be none of that. Still, I thought it would have been nice had she at least tried.
Then the other night my sister-in-law was visiting. She even made a comment about my feet being tan when my legs aren't (I wear sandals alot). She used to tickle me occasionally. In fact at one point as she was sitting near me I had my feet up on our reclyner and a magazine I had just read on the footrest. She reached over to grab the magazine and I nearly jumped out of my skin because I though for sure she would try to tickle my foot...she didn't. In fact despite putting her hands within inches of my big, bare feet...they never got touched.
I can't remember the last time someone tickled my feet. Even a quickie will do. One finger up the sole to make me jerk it away.
Oh. And at the drive-in a few weekends ago I deliberately sat in the back of our vehicle with both bare feet hanging out the end...no one even looked my way. In fact as I wandered off to the snack bar I realized that at that moment I had been the only person with barefeet in such a position.
:double sigh:
Well, I'll keep putting myself in postion and see what happens. Maybe after a few tickles I'll start leaning back to the 'ler side and I won't have to worry quite so much...lol.
~ toyou
We had dinner with a good friend, I used to tickle her all the time when we were younger, but being our in public with both our families there was to be none of that. Still, I thought it would have been nice had she at least tried.
Then the other night my sister-in-law was visiting. She even made a comment about my feet being tan when my legs aren't (I wear sandals alot). She used to tickle me occasionally. In fact at one point as she was sitting near me I had my feet up on our reclyner and a magazine I had just read on the footrest. She reached over to grab the magazine and I nearly jumped out of my skin because I though for sure she would try to tickle my foot...she didn't. In fact despite putting her hands within inches of my big, bare feet...they never got touched.
I can't remember the last time someone tickled my feet. Even a quickie will do. One finger up the sole to make me jerk it away.
Oh. And at the drive-in a few weekends ago I deliberately sat in the back of our vehicle with both bare feet hanging out the end...no one even looked my way. In fact as I wandered off to the snack bar I realized that at that moment I had been the only person with barefeet in such a position.
:double sigh:
Well, I'll keep putting myself in postion and see what happens. Maybe after a few tickles I'll start leaning back to the 'ler side and I won't have to worry quite so much...lol.
~ toyou