Haltickling
2nd Level Green Feather
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Last summer, I happened to witness an immensely enticing tickling scene: I was sitting alone in a train compartment for 6 people when three young ladies (in their early twenties) entered. From their conversation, it was quite easy to conclude that they were students of medicine at the local university. The topic of their lecture that day seemed to have been 'Shiatsu' (foot reflex zone massage). The girl sitting on the other side took off her shoes, placed her foot in the lap of her friend at my side and asked her to try it on her.
For a while, her foot received a thorough massage while the doctor-to-be explained what internal organ she was treating now. All the while, the recipient continued to giggle, and suddenly shouted: 'Watch out, I'm so ticklish there!' The massager grinned, took hold of the ankle and began to tickle in earnest. The third girl grabbed the other ankle, and together they tickled the hell out of their victim. Her face became red-hot, and she was guffawing piteously, although she was careful not to get too loud. She had very pretty feet, about size 6 or 7, bare, with exactly the kind of long toes I like so much.
I sat there like paralyzed, unable to avert my eyes from the tickling. After wrestling with my courage for a while , I decided to throw in a tickle myself, but just then the exhausted victim was released and pulled her feet under her body. Too late!!!
For a while, her foot received a thorough massage while the doctor-to-be explained what internal organ she was treating now. All the while, the recipient continued to giggle, and suddenly shouted: 'Watch out, I'm so ticklish there!' The massager grinned, took hold of the ankle and began to tickle in earnest. The third girl grabbed the other ankle, and together they tickled the hell out of their victim. Her face became red-hot, and she was guffawing piteously, although she was careful not to get too loud. She had very pretty feet, about size 6 or 7, bare, with exactly the kind of long toes I like so much.
I sat there like paralyzed, unable to avert my eyes from the tickling. After wrestling with my courage for a while , I decided to throw in a tickle myself, but just then the exhausted victim was released and pulled her feet under her body. Too late!!!
