medikation65
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I was shopping the other day and I was trying on a shirt, only it didn't fit. There was a woman working there who was helping me out. I have delt with her for years, and we know eachother well enough to say Hello. She is about 35 or 36, short blonde hair and tall. About 5 11' or so. That day, she was wearing a sweater, spandex tights on her legs, and I noticed she had dark nylons on her feet and some flat soled shoes.
So....
I tried on a shirt and it didn't fit, so she said; "Come into the back and I'll get another size for you." So I followed her to the back. Then she said; "Oh shit. They're up there." And pointed to a box out of both of our reaches. She got a chair to stand on, and before she went to stand on it she removed her shoes. She got up and retrieved a box and put it onto another box, but was still on the chair. Then she said; "I won't take it all down cuz I'll just have to put it back." So she put it on another box and went onto her knees on the chair, so her stockinged soles were right in front of me. Of COURSE i had to tickle them! She wasn't going anywhere, so I thought I'd ask her first! I said; "Are ya ticklish?" And she replied by giggling and then squirming her feet around a little and said; "Don't you dare!" So I scribbled a few fingers around her stockinged feet and she wiggled them around and put her head down, but didn't laugh. Then I realized she was trying to hold it in! So I said; "Oh, you're going to be tough are ya?" And with that I held an ankle in place and tickled a little harder. Then she laughed out loud and started reaching behind her to swat my fingers from her feet saying; "Ok! Ok! I give up!" And giggling like crazy! So I stopped, but everytime she would reach out into the box I would tickle her again. I tried tickling her sides also, as they would expose when she reached, but she said; "Actually I'm not that ticklish anywhere else. Just my feet. I always have been."
Anyways, thought I would share it.
So....
I tried on a shirt and it didn't fit, so she said; "Come into the back and I'll get another size for you." So I followed her to the back. Then she said; "Oh shit. They're up there." And pointed to a box out of both of our reaches. She got a chair to stand on, and before she went to stand on it she removed her shoes. She got up and retrieved a box and put it onto another box, but was still on the chair. Then she said; "I won't take it all down cuz I'll just have to put it back." So she put it on another box and went onto her knees on the chair, so her stockinged soles were right in front of me. Of COURSE i had to tickle them! She wasn't going anywhere, so I thought I'd ask her first! I said; "Are ya ticklish?" And she replied by giggling and then squirming her feet around a little and said; "Don't you dare!" So I scribbled a few fingers around her stockinged feet and she wiggled them around and put her head down, but didn't laugh. Then I realized she was trying to hold it in! So I said; "Oh, you're going to be tough are ya?" And with that I held an ankle in place and tickled a little harder. Then she laughed out loud and started reaching behind her to swat my fingers from her feet saying; "Ok! Ok! I give up!" And giggling like crazy! So I stopped, but everytime she would reach out into the box I would tickle her again. I tried tickling her sides also, as they would expose when she reached, but she said; "Actually I'm not that ticklish anywhere else. Just my feet. I always have been."
Anyways, thought I would share it.
