sabertooth
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Back in my college days i worked part time at sears. In this particular store there where a good number of arab girls working in the store. At times when the store was not busy i'd think to myself how nice it would be to tickle one of these girls. Well one summer this lovely girl was hired into my section,
I don't remember her name so we will call her ann. She was stunning, very sexy and had the attitude to go with it. She always wore long dresses and the good part--drum roll---always wore sexy high shoes. Well me and ann got along really well and I found her to be very playful. She always had these smart remarks about things how cool i thought i was, always picked with me,
all the time driving me crazy, me trying to figure out how to get to those pretty feet. Well one day the oppertunity came. Ann was again be sarcastic about whatever it was i was doing, i was cleaning out the dressing room and she came in still teasing me. I tought to myself ....this is it now is my chance, so i started tickling her ribs, she burst into this sexy laughther, i was in heaven, talk about tickling the ivories hearing sweet music, this was it. She did'nt try to stop me to my suprize, so i went for the kill, I fliped off those high heel shoes and started tickling those gorgeous arab feet, they were everything i thought they would be, soft as silk, toes wiggling and her in hysterics this went on for a good 5 minutes and then i let her up making sure not to draw the wrong attention. She got up and pouted at me, told my she hated me while still giggling. She a great attitude about it.
the next time i seen her I was talking to another female coworker about some suits and she walked up and said, be careful, he likes to tickle feet, he tortured me the other day. Talk about seeing a black guy turn red, it was funny and we all laughed. only bad thing is I never got a chance to tickle her again.
I don't remember her name so we will call her ann. She was stunning, very sexy and had the attitude to go with it. She always wore long dresses and the good part--drum roll---always wore sexy high shoes. Well me and ann got along really well and I found her to be very playful. She always had these smart remarks about things how cool i thought i was, always picked with me,
all the time driving me crazy, me trying to figure out how to get to those pretty feet. Well one day the oppertunity came. Ann was again be sarcastic about whatever it was i was doing, i was cleaning out the dressing room and she came in still teasing me. I tought to myself ....this is it now is my chance, so i started tickling her ribs, she burst into this sexy laughther, i was in heaven, talk about tickling the ivories hearing sweet music, this was it. She did'nt try to stop me to my suprize, so i went for the kill, I fliped off those high heel shoes and started tickling those gorgeous arab feet, they were everything i thought they would be, soft as silk, toes wiggling and her in hysterics this went on for a good 5 minutes and then i let her up making sure not to draw the wrong attention. She got up and pouted at me, told my she hated me while still giggling. She a great attitude about it.
the next time i seen her I was talking to another female coworker about some suits and she walked up and said, be careful, he likes to tickle feet, he tortured me the other day. Talk about seeing a black guy turn red, it was funny and we all laughed. only bad thing is I never got a chance to tickle her again.
