I' ve tickled a teacher. It was my first grade teacher and she was really tall. As for her feet, they were very simple. Average arches, average toes, average skin tone....you can guess the rest. Anyways, every May or April, the teachers would set up a fair with food, water, activities, the whole nine yards for the kids. It happened that the gym teacher set up a set of wooden stocks just for a joke. Knowing how much of a joker my gym teacher was, I knew that something good was going to happen. In a couple of minutes, I saw my teacher sitting on a chair with her wrists tied behind her and her feet (shoes still on) sticking out. As for detailed information, her legs were put together instead of apart like most people in stocks. I heard him telling her that the kids were really going to get a kick out of this. In a few seconds, he removed her shoes and socks, dusted her feet off, and began to methodically stroke her feet. In a few seconds, he stopped and told me to personally tickle her. I was one of her favourite students so it was really awkward. I tickled her the same way he did. Then I scrambled my fingers all over the soles. She laughed and laughed. Told me that my fingers were so small. She never really wiggled her toes or struggles to get free. I guess she was letting me tickle her out of kindness.
This was probably why I'm so into tickling now.....