Toesheldback
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I was at the dentist, and my cute hygienist had finished my cleaning, and we were chatting as we waited for the dentist to come in. She’s bubbly and it’s a small town, so it was mainly just local banter.
We started talking about vacations, as I had just taken one with my wife. She mentioned she’d been to Taiwan with a girlfriend a couple of years back. The girlfriend was her friend here in the US but had moved to Taiwan and was showing her around.
As she related the list of things they did, she mentioned something like, “she took me to this spa, and we put our feet in this tank full of little fish, and they nibbled our feet!”
Oh boy.
I laughed of course at the silliness and craziness of it. But we had the time waiting for the dentist, and I acted interested (I really was, but not exactly for the reason I let on).
Oh, we talked about how ticklish her feet were, and how her friend only had a few fish on her, but my hygienist had a lot, because the friend went to this spa regularly. We talked about how she could only take a couple minutes of it. I asked if they had to strap her down and she laughed and said, “oh my God, that would truly be torture”.
We probably talked about her ticklish experience for 8-10 minutes until the conversation petered out.
Such a nice surprise on an occasion many people dread!
We started talking about vacations, as I had just taken one with my wife. She mentioned she’d been to Taiwan with a girlfriend a couple of years back. The girlfriend was her friend here in the US but had moved to Taiwan and was showing her around.
As she related the list of things they did, she mentioned something like, “she took me to this spa, and we put our feet in this tank full of little fish, and they nibbled our feet!”
Oh boy.
I laughed of course at the silliness and craziness of it. But we had the time waiting for the dentist, and I acted interested (I really was, but not exactly for the reason I let on).
Oh, we talked about how ticklish her feet were, and how her friend only had a few fish on her, but my hygienist had a lot, because the friend went to this spa regularly. We talked about how she could only take a couple minutes of it. I asked if they had to strap her down and she laughed and said, “oh my God, that would truly be torture”.
We probably talked about her ticklish experience for 8-10 minutes until the conversation petered out.
Such a nice surprise on an occasion many people dread!