Nextrend2011
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Almost everyone remembers having that hot teacher at least once in their life. For me, that was way back in 4th grade. Her name was Mrs. Nordfjord. She wasn't like a lot of the other teachers...she was fun, young, and very attractive. She was about 5'9, maybe 125lb...long brunette hair, fabulous legs and gorgeous size 7 feet. During story time she would always have us sit around her on the floor and I always made sure I got a front row seat...afterall, I was kinda staring at her feet and nyloned legs the entire time 😉 At the time, I didn't think anything of it, but she would often ask for volunteers from the class to give her massages while she read out loud to us. I was one of her favorite students, so I always shot my hand up and would sit behind her in class, just rubbing away...heart a-flutterin because here I am, 4th grade, and I'm rubbing the shoulders of this sexy woman. One day she called on two different boys than I and I was kinda sad. Sitting in the front row, I was jealous of the two older boys rubbing away on her shoulders and decided I was going to one up them by massaging her dark-nyloned feet. She always read barefoot so the entire time I could feel her soft soles under my hands and it was a thrilling treat. After awhile, my mind began to be a little curious. "I wonder if these feet are ticklish?" Gently, I would drag my fingers across the tops of her feet and she would jump ever so slightly. She kept looking down at me and instead of giving me the look of "Stop that!" it was more a look of "I wish you wouldn't do that, but keep going." All through story time I would pick random times to tickle her feet and she would just giggle, once even saying outloud "Hehe, that tickles Nathan!" One of my first ever tickling memories 🙂