So today I was driving home from IrishGirl's house, and there was this young lady with a flat tire on her SUV. I asked if she wanted any help, and she said sure, so I went over to help her get her spare out of the back of her SUV. She was kneeling on the back seat trying to get the floor of theback up, and her shoe popped off, revealing her oh-so-soft looking bare foot! OMFG! I just couldn't believe this was happening. As I grabbed her ankles and locked them under my arm, popping off her other shoe, I thanked my lucky stars that this was happening to me! I started stroking my fingertips up and down her soft, sensetive soles, barely aware of the panicked screaming and calls for help coming from behind me. I thought I heard her yelling about grapes, or something...
Anyway, I tickled those wiggling feet for a good five minutes, but boy, was she hard to handle! She kept squirming around and yanking on her legs like she wasn't enjoying herself or something, I mean, COME ON, everyone likes to be tickled, right? So that means everyone has fun when random people come up to them and tickle them!
Finally my arms were starting to get tired from keeping her in one spot, and I decided to leave. She seemed strong enough to change her own tire. She must have really liked the tickling I gave her peds, because as I got in my car and drove away, she graciously tried to shower me with gifts: one of her shoes, an umbrella, and a crowbar. Why she thought I needed a crowbar was beyond me though; she's the one with the flat tire.
Oh well, it was a GREAT experience!!
Anyway, I tickled those wiggling feet for a good five minutes, but boy, was she hard to handle! She kept squirming around and yanking on her legs like she wasn't enjoying herself or something, I mean, COME ON, everyone likes to be tickled, right? So that means everyone has fun when random people come up to them and tickle them!
Finally my arms were starting to get tired from keeping her in one spot, and I decided to leave. She seemed strong enough to change her own tire. She must have really liked the tickling I gave her peds, because as I got in my car and drove away, she graciously tried to shower me with gifts: one of her shoes, an umbrella, and a crowbar. Why she thought I needed a crowbar was beyond me though; she's the one with the flat tire.
Oh well, it was a GREAT experience!!