I knew this girl who I’ve talked about in story before named Cathy. I was under the impression that she was an only child but I turned out to be mistaken. For this day we came back to her house and there her sister was fooling around with the rabbit ears trying to improve the picture on the TV set.
Cathy, as was her want, removed her coat and shoes and turned to me and said “Pay back time.” And walked up behind her sister and attacked her sides and said “ Pay back’s a bitch” and her sister screamed collapsing onto the floor. Cathy sat on her and continued to tickle her sides. Then I noticed her feet were enclosed in Nylons and just begged me to tickle them.
So while Cathy continued to attack her sides saying things like “give up or you ready to surrender?” I came up to her and dropped to the floor and started to tickle her feet. She exploded in laughter screaming for me to stop and how she couldn’t stand it anymore. Cathy thought she hit a magic buttom with the new laughter coming from her sister.
I showed her otherwise and tickled her foot a bit and she jumped, looked back and saw me there tickling her feet. I went back to tickling her sister’s feet and kept it up for a full minute util she gave up completely. I helped Cathy up and then turned to her sister and helped her, but she almost buckled trying to stand. I half carried her back to the couch, covered her with the blanket, (also gave her a small foot tickle), and thought she was done. But to my surprise she whispered to me as I covered her “I never knew I was that ticklish on my feet”, and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.
Cathy and I moved off into a side room and she never even asked me about the exchange that went on between us, for which I was grateful.
Cathy, as was her want, removed her coat and shoes and turned to me and said “Pay back time.” And walked up behind her sister and attacked her sides and said “ Pay back’s a bitch” and her sister screamed collapsing onto the floor. Cathy sat on her and continued to tickle her sides. Then I noticed her feet were enclosed in Nylons and just begged me to tickle them.
So while Cathy continued to attack her sides saying things like “give up or you ready to surrender?” I came up to her and dropped to the floor and started to tickle her feet. She exploded in laughter screaming for me to stop and how she couldn’t stand it anymore. Cathy thought she hit a magic buttom with the new laughter coming from her sister.
I showed her otherwise and tickled her foot a bit and she jumped, looked back and saw me there tickling her feet. I went back to tickling her sister’s feet and kept it up for a full minute util she gave up completely. I helped Cathy up and then turned to her sister and helped her, but she almost buckled trying to stand. I half carried her back to the couch, covered her with the blanket, (also gave her a small foot tickle), and thought she was done. But to my surprise she whispered to me as I covered her “I never knew I was that ticklish on my feet”, and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.
Cathy and I moved off into a side room and she never even asked me about the exchange that went on between us, for which I was grateful.
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
