So, I was at work yesterday and it was a relatively warm day outside and the chef in our kitchen is a young lady, around 25 and she is the boss' daughter. She was walking around the kitchen bare foot and when it came to sweeping up I was brushing the floor and I came to where she was standing and she hopped up onto the counter and I said to her "Feet..?" and she raised them straight infront of her into the air. I put the palm of my hand underneath them and took the brush for the dustpan and started scratching at her feet and she shrieked and said "Stop tickling. Hurry up and dust them." I then ran my fingers over them and her mother walked in and said "They're ticklish aren't they?" and stood and watched for around 3 minutes. Then she paid me and told me to go home. It was wonderful.