The other week after dinner out, I was standing at the bar waiting to pay the tab when the lady, (short and not very good looking, but a nice person), was behind me when she put her hands on both my sides like she was trying to tickle me.
Not being ticklish, t'was not a big deal. Anywho, I reached behind me and grabbed her ribs and gave her a short tickle, causing her to squirm and giggle.
As I did the young pretty girl, (she is the one who placed her bare foot in my lap the other week and I didn't have the guts to tickle her when she did), slapped me on the shoulder and told me to behave.
She then stood right in front of me as I quit tickling the one that was behind me. I reached forward and grabbed Paula's ribs and said "Slap me will ya?" and started tickling her ribs. She giggled and squirmed and I kept going for about 8 seconds as she kept trying to get away.
I finally let her go and she moved next to me trying to catch her breath so I asked innocently, "What's wrong dear"? She started to slap me again on then thought better of it and said "You were tickling me"!
I can still hear her saying that. There's not much chance that I will get another chance to tickle her feet, but I'm sure I will get to give her a few more short rib tickles.
That's about the end. Sorry there wasn't more to it.
Sherm.
Not being ticklish, t'was not a big deal. Anywho, I reached behind me and grabbed her ribs and gave her a short tickle, causing her to squirm and giggle.
As I did the young pretty girl, (she is the one who placed her bare foot in my lap the other week and I didn't have the guts to tickle her when she did), slapped me on the shoulder and told me to behave.
She then stood right in front of me as I quit tickling the one that was behind me. I reached forward and grabbed Paula's ribs and said "Slap me will ya?" and started tickling her ribs. She giggled and squirmed and I kept going for about 8 seconds as she kept trying to get away.
I finally let her go and she moved next to me trying to catch her breath so I asked innocently, "What's wrong dear"? She started to slap me again on then thought better of it and said "You were tickling me"!
I can still hear her saying that. There's not much chance that I will get another chance to tickle her feet, but I'm sure I will get to give her a few more short rib tickles.
That's about the end. Sorry there wasn't more to it.
Sherm.
