I'll do anything for extra credit
IN the eleventh grade I built a set of stocks( just a simple 2x6 board about thee feet long, with two round holes) for the cute blond social science teacher (Mrs. S) who had taught me the year before. She was teaching her current year class about the pilgrims/puritans. After I delivered them to her that morning, complete with master padlock and key, I could not wait for my late in the day english class next to her room. My english teacher(Mrs. P) was also a blond hottie and was a good friend of Mrs. S. I was lucky in that english class ened early that day and I went next door to see how the stocks were working for Mrs. S. She said all her classes had liked them and that her before lunch class had even "asked to see the key" and locked her up to get to leave early for lunch. I asked if she still had the key, she handed it over and turned her back to organize papers on the desk. I bent down and to (or not to) her surprise locked her in and led her to a chair. I put her stocked legs in another chair. She laughed about never giving another student the key. I untied one suede shoe and took it off revealing her tan pantyhose foot. I did this little piggie with her toes and tickled her arch. She laughed a little, but probably more from embarrassment. Mrs. P heard the laughter and came to see what was happening. She cracked up when she saw her freind. Mrs. S told about the tickling as I unloked her. Mrs. P then said " I cannnot imagine anything more horrible than somebody tickling you feet when there is nothing you can do about it". Both teachers were good sports.