As my feet became very rough during the holidays (due to bad fitting shoes) I decided to take a pedicure (which I did only a couple of times in my life). I went to town, chose a random pedicure salon and booked a treatment. It was a small, rather confined place. The pedicurist was a pretty blonde in her thirties. She had a nice body, with all sexy curves and was wearing tight, low necked blouse and white shorts. During the pedicure we did a small talk. At first she cut my nails and loose skin, then she started scrubbing. Before she actually started she asked "Are you ticklish?". I answered truthfully that I can manage. I am a bit ticklish, but nothing dramatic and can kind of switch the feeling off. But it was a great moment to talk about tickling with this really attractive lady. So I asked “Have you trouble with ticklish customers?”. “You cannot imagine what some of them do”. We talked for a while, if they are kicking her or if she had to duck, but she said nothing that dramatic, she just had to hold the foot firmly sometimes. Now there was a point of getting her to talk about her own ticklishness. I dismissed the direct question and started by “It doesn’t tickle so much when you do it yourself”. “Not everybody is able to do so” – she answered. Now it came THE QUESTION (in a very veiled way) “And do you also kick during pedicure?”. And the blissful answer “Oh, no, I would not let anyone touch my feet, I am dreadfully ticklish”. That’s all I wanted to know. I didn’t press the issue and switched to neutral subjects enjoying the sight and touch (as I mentioned the place was confined, so maneuvering my foot she several times accidentally touched it with her thigh and one time even with her breast) of this attractive, talkative and dreadfully ticklish (her own words) woman. I don’t have to mention that I was quite generous with a tip.