I don't often get into the incessant polling of tickling minutia in here, but there is one question I would like to raise,... and I suppose I'm addressing this mainly to the ladies. Having had the good fortune to have tickled a fair number of women in my life,... being a decided foot fetish tickler,... and having closely observed what went on during these occasions, I've concluded that some women's ticklishness arises at least partly out of self consciousness.
These would be occasions early on in a relationship,.... first or second date, maybe,... not a lot of familiarity going on, yet. Or maybe some impromptu thing at the office Christmas party,.... you get the idea. Wouldn't happen with the woman you've been with for a few years.
But I'm hypothesizing that, for many women, having their bare feet touched (let alone, tickled) by a man is a sort of too-intimate thing. There are those women who may consider their feet to be as proprietarily personal as some of the regions a bit north of their feet. I've noticed that a few of the nervous giggles I've elicited over the years seemed to stem from the fact that the lady simply could not believe that the modesty barrier of her shoes had been breached and her feet,..... her actual bare feet,... were being handled by a man. Self consciousness about their feet,... nervousness,.. maybe even embarrassment,..... these account for some of those reactions, no? The sometimes-hysterical shrieking laughter can be as much a defensive mechanism as it is to whatever is happening to the nerve endings in their soles.
Am I right about this?
These would be occasions early on in a relationship,.... first or second date, maybe,... not a lot of familiarity going on, yet. Or maybe some impromptu thing at the office Christmas party,.... you get the idea. Wouldn't happen with the woman you've been with for a few years.
But I'm hypothesizing that, for many women, having their bare feet touched (let alone, tickled) by a man is a sort of too-intimate thing. There are those women who may consider their feet to be as proprietarily personal as some of the regions a bit north of their feet. I've noticed that a few of the nervous giggles I've elicited over the years seemed to stem from the fact that the lady simply could not believe that the modesty barrier of her shoes had been breached and her feet,..... her actual bare feet,... were being handled by a man. Self consciousness about their feet,... nervousness,.. maybe even embarrassment,..... these account for some of those reactions, no? The sometimes-hysterical shrieking laughter can be as much a defensive mechanism as it is to whatever is happening to the nerve endings in their soles.
Am I right about this?