Hey everyone, last night when I got out of work I experienced my first tickle that I ever gave someone ever! There was this girl who I always worked around at work whos name was Jemma and I always notice she would dangle her shoes off most of the time. She would wear those black what are they called "Ballet"? like shoes and would dangle them whenever she had the chance so in my mind I knew her as "Miss Dangle", right.So one day when I left work I noticed she left the same way I did and took the same train as I do. The only thing that kept coming into my mind after that was man I wish I could somehow walk with her and bring up a conversation somehow about her feet so that this way she can show me her bare soles and hopefully I can get to tickle them.Then yesterday she had on these heels that seemed a little tight on her but she still managed to work with them on although she would dangle her feet out of them as if they hurt.
So last night I finally got my chance as when I was walking out of work she was right in front of me and this other girl who worked with her too last night said to her bye and mentioned to her that last night was her last night working and too take care. So I did not know this and said to myself man I got to keep walking with this girl and try to get her to show me her barefeet especially since I'm not going to see her anymore. So I caught up to her and said Hi and brought up that I heard that it was her last night working and she said yeah I know and that maybe she'll try to see if she can see the show that we were working on one last time somehow.
So this is when I asked her "How do you work with those shoes on? Don't they hurt your feet"? And she said yeah I know I tried to get through them and got some blisters....(I forgot what else she said after that) I was so nervous on the inside and I said fuck it in my head.And I told her "Could you show me"? And she was like yeah ok and next thing I know I got her taking off her black ballet shoe off that she mostly wore and then I said to her " I can't see well show me on the bench, show me on the bench". So then we went by the bench and she took of her shoe and was saying "see this where I got my toes...(forgot what she said) and then I got a grip of her toes a little and then I quickly tickled her foot and then she reacted quickly to my tickling and put her foot back in her shoe and we proceeded to walk out of the park.
All I can remember now after that was once we started walking I asked her if her feet were ticklish and she said "yeah".Then I told her "can you show me your soles again"? And she was like no I got to go home quickly I dont want to miss the train I got to get to westchester.Which is where she lived she told me. Since I was bringing up again about her feet hurting her, I told her " What about a foot massaage? Why dont you get a foot massage when your feet hurt you?" and she was like nah as if she didn't care about foot massages.So then I told her "you have really nice feet" and she said "Oh thank you thanks." And then I said to her "I wouldn't mind kissing your feet" she didn't respond quickly to that as there was a brieve pause until she said "Ugh, No thanks."
So all I remember now is as we walked I kept on begging for her to show e her soles again before we could exit the park and she said the same response each time. And then I kept on bringing up about how did she manage to work with those shoes on and then she finally said something in the lines of " wow you really like feet do you?" So then I told her "yeah I have a bit of a fetish" and she didnt say anything about feet after that.Then I asked her how old she was and she told me she was 19. And I found out the reason why she wasn't coming back was because she was going to go to college in Montreal Canada. I don't know what she was studying or trying to major for cause I didnt ask her.
As we got in the train I took off until I saw her coming down to take the train and decided what the hell to chat with her before she could take the train and get off and I would not see her anymore. So I went to where she was and she was chatting with another guy who works with us as well and she was talking to him about canada and how freshmen and sophomore are not called that until their senior year or something along that.I wasn't very coherent of what she was saying to him because I was a bit nervous that I had finish getting this girl to take off her shoe and show me her barefeet and then touch and tickle her sole a bit.
I remember now that she had told me that Canada is a 6 to 7 hour drive from NYC and then when we were in the train when the other co worker asked her how long does it get to the border to canada and she said less than an hour.I'm guessing she meant from the last state closest to the border to canada is less than an hour. So then I told her it was nice knowing her and she said you too and bye. And that was the end of my first tickle victim I ever tickled anyone from outside of home.
The End.
So last night I finally got my chance as when I was walking out of work she was right in front of me and this other girl who worked with her too last night said to her bye and mentioned to her that last night was her last night working and too take care. So I did not know this and said to myself man I got to keep walking with this girl and try to get her to show me her barefeet especially since I'm not going to see her anymore. So I caught up to her and said Hi and brought up that I heard that it was her last night working and she said yeah I know and that maybe she'll try to see if she can see the show that we were working on one last time somehow.
So this is when I asked her "How do you work with those shoes on? Don't they hurt your feet"? And she said yeah I know I tried to get through them and got some blisters....(I forgot what else she said after that) I was so nervous on the inside and I said fuck it in my head.And I told her "Could you show me"? And she was like yeah ok and next thing I know I got her taking off her black ballet shoe off that she mostly wore and then I said to her " I can't see well show me on the bench, show me on the bench". So then we went by the bench and she took of her shoe and was saying "see this where I got my toes...(forgot what she said) and then I got a grip of her toes a little and then I quickly tickled her foot and then she reacted quickly to my tickling and put her foot back in her shoe and we proceeded to walk out of the park.
All I can remember now after that was once we started walking I asked her if her feet were ticklish and she said "yeah".Then I told her "can you show me your soles again"? And she was like no I got to go home quickly I dont want to miss the train I got to get to westchester.Which is where she lived she told me. Since I was bringing up again about her feet hurting her, I told her " What about a foot massaage? Why dont you get a foot massage when your feet hurt you?" and she was like nah as if she didn't care about foot massages.So then I told her "you have really nice feet" and she said "Oh thank you thanks." And then I said to her "I wouldn't mind kissing your feet" she didn't respond quickly to that as there was a brieve pause until she said "Ugh, No thanks."
So all I remember now is as we walked I kept on begging for her to show e her soles again before we could exit the park and she said the same response each time. And then I kept on bringing up about how did she manage to work with those shoes on and then she finally said something in the lines of " wow you really like feet do you?" So then I told her "yeah I have a bit of a fetish" and she didnt say anything about feet after that.Then I asked her how old she was and she told me she was 19. And I found out the reason why she wasn't coming back was because she was going to go to college in Montreal Canada. I don't know what she was studying or trying to major for cause I didnt ask her.
As we got in the train I took off until I saw her coming down to take the train and decided what the hell to chat with her before she could take the train and get off and I would not see her anymore. So I went to where she was and she was chatting with another guy who works with us as well and she was talking to him about canada and how freshmen and sophomore are not called that until their senior year or something along that.I wasn't very coherent of what she was saying to him because I was a bit nervous that I had finish getting this girl to take off her shoe and show me her barefeet and then touch and tickle her sole a bit.
I remember now that she had told me that Canada is a 6 to 7 hour drive from NYC and then when we were in the train when the other co worker asked her how long does it get to the border to canada and she said less than an hour.I'm guessing she meant from the last state closest to the border to canada is less than an hour. So then I told her it was nice knowing her and she said you too and bye. And that was the end of my first tickle victim I ever tickled anyone from outside of home.
The End.
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