I'll try not to bore you with my f**k ups from my closet days, but this one is a spectacular screw up. I knew a pretty blonde and went by her apartment for a visit. While we were sitting on her couch shooting the breeze, she put her stockinged feet in my lap and then proceeded to tell me about a strange encounter that she had had at a public swimming pool. She said that some guy came up to her and told her that he loved to look at pretty feet and asked if she would mind if he stared at her feet for a while. She let him do so. I asked if he tried to tickle her feet, but she said no that he just wanted to stare at them for a while. I was sweating bullets with her feet in my lap, but just didn't want to come out at that time. I knew if I started tickling her feet, I would want to remove her stockings and then I would probably get all shaky and pervy while tickling her. I could just imagine her telling others about it. By the way, she went to my high school and was a year older. We knew lots of folks in common. Another thing that probably precipitated her bold move of putting her feet in my lap is that I tickled the feet of quite a few girls in high school and she had probably caught wind of my predilections. Like I said once before I was pretty schizophrenic about coming out of the closet to act out my foot tickle thing, but most of the time I would suffer silently in the closet. This was one of those times. I left her apartment and went home for a j/o session...what a cop



