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pribyljr

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I was walking through the mall when I happened to see the cutest latin american girl with braces. What drew my attention was the black wedge clogs she wore with glimpses of her white socks. She immediately noticed me and seemed to like the attenyion as she played along. As she was straightening clothing racks she would let one foot slide out of her shoe. Once she let it come out and bent it till it touched her butt and I got a good view of her sole. She had only a tiny spot of dust/dirt by her toes otherwise appeared new.

I pretended to look at items. She then brought out a ladder and began to climb to fix a display. I noticed her feet where about chest level with me. I also noticed she had removed her shoes. I teased her about getting shorter.

She laughed and commented that she kicked off her shoes but the ladder actually made her bigger.

She then faked being to short and went on to her tip toes. I couldn't pass it up. I snuck tickles on her soles. She didn't react much but didn't seem to mind. I found a spot near her balls of her feet that produced giggles. She cutely said "Thats funny."

I asked her the magic question as she was getting off the ladder. She winked and said "Of course isn't everyone." She then went away coming back with a duster. She broke off a feather and handed it to me. "Have fun..."

She then sat on the floor with her legs under her butt with bith sock covered feet sticking out. Seeing no one around I took her gift and ran it over her soles in various spots. As the feather danced so did her feet. She said if she had nylons on she'd be crying or worse. I did managed to find a few good giggles and a great laugh on a spot I promised to keep secret.
 
I would have told her to let me know what day she would be wearing nylons and i'd be back!..lol
 
Actually she did and I will write about it tomorrow as I see her tonite.
 
I went to see *Angie* I was nervous. I almost felt like she was setting me up and I would try to tickle her and a big security guard would be hiding and take me away. Or nothing would happen. She would have boots or something else on.

I am glad I went. I was pleasantly suprised. As I entered the store I was met with a wink and a huge smile. As I got over by her I noticed she wore a blue blouse, jeans (a fetish favorite and her feet covered in tan nylons. She was flashing them from their black high heeled home. It was quiet as it was about a half hour till closing time.

"So back for more. I kept my word" She removed her heels and wiggled her toes.

I think I was in shock then she caught me by suprise. She told her co-worker she was interviewing me and not to be disturbed. We walked into the back room and she went to a desk and hopped up on it. She sat down with her feet on the chair. The next thing I heard was her heels falling off. She motioned for me to sit down.

I sat down and quickly ran my index fingers up her feet making them spasm and twitch.

"So you are applying for the tickler position....You did good with socks but lets see how you do now." she took a pencil and handed it to me. "See what you can do."

I took the pencil and dragged it up and down her soles slowly. Then I scratched it on her secret spot and she jumped and covered her mouth.

"Ok...uhmmm. Here lets try the feather. My spots off limits...Good challange if your so good at this."

I used fast and slow techniques all over her feet. I found a sensitive spot under her toes that produced the cutest giggles.

In half english and half spanish she said "Damn that tickles." She then smiled and said "Wow your good. Ok do your worst..."She closed her eyes and gripped the desk.

I tickled her undertoes, arches and soles. About thirty seconds or so I dug in on her spot and had her in tears. She begged for mercy and twisting to get away fell off the desk into my lap so I started tickling her sides, stomach and ribs. Wow even omre ticklish than her feet. She was so hysterically laughing that no sound came out. She didn't fight just snuggled up to my chest and took the tickling.

I stopped "So do I get the job." She was small enough that I was able to hold her right ankle and slowly tickle her spot on her foot.

She was in heaven occasionally giggling softly and trying not to move much "Yeeees."

We planned a night out.
 
I was walking through the mall when I happened to see the cutest latin american girl with braces. What drew my attention was the black wedge clogs she wore with glimpses of her white socks. She immediately noticed me and seemed to like the attenyion as she played along. As she was straightening clothing racks she would let one foot slide out of her shoe. Once she let it come out and bent it till it touched her butt and I got a good view of her sole. She had only a tiny spot of dust/dirt by her toes otherwise appeared new.

I pretended to look at items. She then brought out a ladder and began to climb to fix a display. I noticed her feet where about chest level with me. I also noticed she had removed her shoes. I teased her about getting shorter.

She laughed and commented that she kicked off her shoes but the ladder actually made her bigger.

She then faked being to short and went on to her tip toes. I couldn't pass it up. I snuck tickles on her soles. She didn't react much but didn't seem to mind. I found a spot near her balls of her feet that produced giggles. She cutely said "Thats funny."

I asked her the magic question as she was getting off the ladder. She winked and said "Of course isn't everyone." She then went away coming back with a duster. She broke off a feather and handed it to me. "Have fun..."

She then sat on the floor with her legs under her butt with bith sock covered feet sticking out. Seeing no one around I took her gift and ran it over her soles in various spots. As the feather danced so did her feet. She said if she had nylons on she'd be crying or worse. I did managed to find a few good giggles and a great laugh on a spot I promised to keep secret.




It was believable up until this part .... i smell a tarp
 
sorry you don't believe in luck. probably go around telling kids there is no easter bunny or santa claus either. leave innocence alone, how do you know for sure its not real. Where you there??? Anyone can say something but proof is another.
 
sorry you don't believe in luck. probably go around telling kids there is no easter bunny or santa claus either. leave innocence alone, how do you know for sure its not real. Where you there??? Anyone can say something but proof is another.

So where is your proof ?

Pics or thread fails
 
Badreligion if you can't say something nice to people then you should just not reply at all.
 
I believe you...

You know it really doesn't matter if people believe it or not...did you enjoy reliving the experience?
 
I went to see *Angie* I was nervous. I almost felt like she was setting me up and I would try to tickle her and a big security guard would be hiding and take me away. Or nothing would happen. She would have boots or something else on.

I am glad I went. I was pleasantly suprised. As I entered the store I was met with a wink and a huge smile. As I got over by her I noticed she wore a blue blouse, jeans (a fetish favorite and her feet covered in tan nylons. She was flashing them from their black high heeled home. It was quiet as it was about a half hour till closing time.

"So back for more. I kept my word" She removed her heels and wiggled her toes.

I think I was in shock then she caught me by suprise. She told her co-worker she was interviewing me and not to be disturbed. We walked into the back room and she went to a desk and hopped up on it. She sat down with her feet on the chair. The next thing I heard was her heels falling off. She motioned for me to sit down.

I sat down and quickly ran my index fingers up her feet making them spasm and twitch.

"So you are applying for the tickler position....You did good with socks but lets see how you do now." she took a pencil and handed it to me. "See what you can do."

I took the pencil and dragged it up and down her soles slowly. Then I scratched it on her secret spot and she jumped and covered her mouth.

"Ok...uhmmm. Here lets try the feather. My spots off limits...Good challange if your so good at this."

I used fast and slow techniques all over her feet. I found a sensitive spot under her toes that produced the cutest giggles.

In half english and half spanish she said "Damn that tickles." She then smiled and said "Wow your good. Ok do your worst..."She closed her eyes and gripped the desk.

I tickled her undertoes, arches and soles. About thirty seconds or so I dug in on her spot and had her in tears. She begged for mercy and twisting to get away fell off the desk into my lap so I started tickling her sides, stomach and ribs. Wow even omre ticklish than her feet. She was so hysterically laughing that no sound came out. She didn't fight just snuggled up to my chest and took the tickling.

I stopped "So do I get the job." She was small enough that I was able to hold her right ankle and slowly tickle her spot on her foot.

She was in heaven occasionally giggling softly and trying not to move much "Yeeees."

We planned a night out.


You lucky bastard!
 
Badreligion if you can't say something nice to people then you should just not reply at all.

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