I remember as a kid sitting with my Aunt and building a jigsaw puzzle on her large dinning room table.
A piece had fallen to the floor and I immediately jumped from my chair to retrieve it, but as I went to grab it I suddenly got distracted by seeing her nylon clad foot dangling freely and just inches from my face.
Without any rhyme or reason I grabbed my Aunt's ankle and gently tickled her toes, it was literally just seconds, but her reaction surprised me as she jumped up from her seat and told me 'never to do that again'.
I remember being taken aback by her overreaction and again remember her explaining how she hated to be tickled or have her feet touched but she later apologised if she seemed angry and spoilt me rotten for the entire afternoon.
I didn't think too much of it at the time but several years later I was with a few friends watching my Aunt having one of her many arguments with her next door neighbour.
Those arguments were often heated but short, with my Aunt winning and dominating the verbal exchanges.
At the time my two friends 'who were both older than me' seemed to gain enormous pleasure in watching my Aunt and her argumentative, bitchy neighbour go 'head to head' and I looked on in bewilderment at their growing excitement.
It was only later when I was alone in my room that I began to recall their comments, they enjoyed seeing two older Women confronting each other, and the nastier it got the more they seemed to enjoy it.
Both loved the fact that my Aunt would eventually emerge as the winner, she was tall, good looking and had a great figure, a complete contrast to her vile acid tongued neighbour, who was much smaller and far less attractive.
I never mentioned the fact that my Aunt was 'ultra sensitive' when having her feet touched, but it often crossed my mind whenever my friends were talking her up,......what if it was a tickle fight !
