Palendrome
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Hello, I have been lurking here for quite some time, but I really felt the need to share this story that happened to me as a senior in highschool (in college now)
So there is a girl That I met my freshman year in highschool, and have been in love with ever since. Ill call her tracy. Tracy was about 5'9, brown hair, brown eyes, and the cutest smile you've ever seen. In addition (but interestingly, not most importantly, considering my fetish) she had the cutest little feet with high arches and round toes.
I'll set the scene by saying my actual pursuit of her started my Junior year of Highschool. It had gotten around school that I liked her and so of course it got around to me that she she had heard of my love for her and unfortunately did not feel the same way, all the while I never approached her directly with my affection. So, for the rest of junior year and much of senior year we did not speak until one day, randomly, we started hanging out as freinds. Now, much time had passed and I had transformed from a 225 lb. video game nerd to a cut 185 Lacrosse player and i started to feel those old feelings of love again, but didnt quite act on them.
One night, we both attended a party, everyone quite drunk, and I started teasing her to get her attention as us youngens do ( Bear with me older, less frivolous readers). eventually, she retaliated with a quick kick from her bare foot. I had been waiting for an excuse to tickle her for quite some time, but she was so special to me that I wanted to make absolutely sure the opportunity was perfect, and it seemed like opportunity had just presented itself. "I wouldn't do that again if I were you" I threatened. Defiant as most all women are, she responded "Oh yea, or else what?". With the second kick, I locked her ankle under my arm and went to town tickling her foot. She instantly dissolved into helpless giggles, gasps for air , and commands to stop. "Knock it off!" she screamed, but to no avail.
Allow me to interject for a moment, by explaining to you why this was so special. First, this was the first time for me that tickling was not simply a lusty desire to be satisfied, but a true expression of love and affection I had for this girl. Secondly, She was (and still is) the absolute love of my life. I could think of no one else I know whom I want to tickle more (some of you lucky ones are married to that person). Never before or since have I had so much pleasure from tickling a girl.
So anywho, as our last summer before college played out, I tickled her here and their for breif moments, careful not arouse suspicion as Im sure many of you all do. The more we hung out the closer we got, But I never sealed the deal and went for her because I was afraid she would reject me again.
As humans do, she started to date one of my freinds and they became very close as i stood Idly by. Finally the time came for her to leave for college far away from me, but we had one last night together before she left to hang out. Right before I left, out of nowhere, I spilled my guts to her about how much I loved her and how sorry I was that I couldn't be with her, you Know, break out your violin kind of stuff. And then the biggest surprise of my life happened
she admitted to me that She had always loved me too but was too scared to act on her feelings and had whole-heartedly wanted to be with me, but thought i wasnt interested anymore. But, she also explained that she loved her boyfreind very much and of course I understood.
That was the longest ride home of my life. I could not believe I let her slip through my fingers like that, and still think about it to this day.
So anyway, my two thoughts I wanted to share with you are
1. Tickling, as a sexual fetish, can also be a true form of expressing love
2. For God's sake if you want her, go for her. If she says no, at least you'll have some closure, not wondering for the rest of your life about what could have been like I am
So there is a girl That I met my freshman year in highschool, and have been in love with ever since. Ill call her tracy. Tracy was about 5'9, brown hair, brown eyes, and the cutest smile you've ever seen. In addition (but interestingly, not most importantly, considering my fetish) she had the cutest little feet with high arches and round toes.
I'll set the scene by saying my actual pursuit of her started my Junior year of Highschool. It had gotten around school that I liked her and so of course it got around to me that she she had heard of my love for her and unfortunately did not feel the same way, all the while I never approached her directly with my affection. So, for the rest of junior year and much of senior year we did not speak until one day, randomly, we started hanging out as freinds. Now, much time had passed and I had transformed from a 225 lb. video game nerd to a cut 185 Lacrosse player and i started to feel those old feelings of love again, but didnt quite act on them.
One night, we both attended a party, everyone quite drunk, and I started teasing her to get her attention as us youngens do ( Bear with me older, less frivolous readers). eventually, she retaliated with a quick kick from her bare foot. I had been waiting for an excuse to tickle her for quite some time, but she was so special to me that I wanted to make absolutely sure the opportunity was perfect, and it seemed like opportunity had just presented itself. "I wouldn't do that again if I were you" I threatened. Defiant as most all women are, she responded "Oh yea, or else what?". With the second kick, I locked her ankle under my arm and went to town tickling her foot. She instantly dissolved into helpless giggles, gasps for air , and commands to stop. "Knock it off!" she screamed, but to no avail.
Allow me to interject for a moment, by explaining to you why this was so special. First, this was the first time for me that tickling was not simply a lusty desire to be satisfied, but a true expression of love and affection I had for this girl. Secondly, She was (and still is) the absolute love of my life. I could think of no one else I know whom I want to tickle more (some of you lucky ones are married to that person). Never before or since have I had so much pleasure from tickling a girl.
So anywho, as our last summer before college played out, I tickled her here and their for breif moments, careful not arouse suspicion as Im sure many of you all do. The more we hung out the closer we got, But I never sealed the deal and went for her because I was afraid she would reject me again.
As humans do, she started to date one of my freinds and they became very close as i stood Idly by. Finally the time came for her to leave for college far away from me, but we had one last night together before she left to hang out. Right before I left, out of nowhere, I spilled my guts to her about how much I loved her and how sorry I was that I couldn't be with her, you Know, break out your violin kind of stuff. And then the biggest surprise of my life happened
she admitted to me that She had always loved me too but was too scared to act on her feelings and had whole-heartedly wanted to be with me, but thought i wasnt interested anymore. But, she also explained that she loved her boyfreind very much and of course I understood.
That was the longest ride home of my life. I could not believe I let her slip through my fingers like that, and still think about it to this day.
So anyway, my two thoughts I wanted to share with you are
1. Tickling, as a sexual fetish, can also be a true form of expressing love
2. For God's sake if you want her, go for her. If she says no, at least you'll have some closure, not wondering for the rest of your life about what could have been like I am
