Tickler Bart
2nd Level Orange Feather
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- Aug 12, 2001
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Who was the first person you revealed your fetishes to?
I remember mine quite well.
It was in Manhattan (New York City) in the summer of 1986.
I was with a few friends at a Star Trek Convention. My first convention, too.
One of my friends brought 2 of his buddies, & I started to chat with one of them.
After the convention we were walking up 14th Street towards the Union Square subway station. We passed a store that was across the street from where we were walking. The name of the store was 'The Foot Store' (Not exactly that name, but it had the word FOOT in bold black letters).
Well, the guy that I was talking to all day & I were walking ahead of the others, so none of them were able to hear what we were talking about.
I saw the FOOT sign & for some reason I said to him, "I have a thing for tickling women's feet."
Well, he looked at me, but kept his demeanor calm.
"Really? Ohhh kaaayyy."
"I have no idea why I just said that. I never told anyone about it."
After a few minutes of silence, he said, "I kinda like it too."
When I heard that, I HAD to tell him.
"Really? I have a whole closet full of pictures & magazines."
NOW he was shocked.
"Any chance I can see some of them?"
"Sure. Absolutely."
He & I have been friends ever since.
I since moved to Florida & he stayed in NYC, but whenever I visited my family we would take a trip to Manhattan to the only place left in the city that caters to fetish material.
Whenever we went during the Fall & Winter, we would call it going 'Hunting'.
When it was Spring & Summer, it was going on 'Safari'.
Alas, those days are gone.
He has Type 2 Diebetes since childhood & it has progressed to the point where he does not even go out anymore or even keeps in contact with anyone. Not even me.
I was told that he needs a kidney & Pancreas transplant & that he is on a kidney dialasys 3 times a week.
I really miss hanging out with him & sharing our mutual affection for women's feet & tickling. I just hope he'll be okay.
I remember mine quite well.
It was in Manhattan (New York City) in the summer of 1986.
I was with a few friends at a Star Trek Convention. My first convention, too.
One of my friends brought 2 of his buddies, & I started to chat with one of them.
After the convention we were walking up 14th Street towards the Union Square subway station. We passed a store that was across the street from where we were walking. The name of the store was 'The Foot Store' (Not exactly that name, but it had the word FOOT in bold black letters).
Well, the guy that I was talking to all day & I were walking ahead of the others, so none of them were able to hear what we were talking about.
I saw the FOOT sign & for some reason I said to him, "I have a thing for tickling women's feet."
Well, he looked at me, but kept his demeanor calm.
"Really? Ohhh kaaayyy."
"I have no idea why I just said that. I never told anyone about it."
After a few minutes of silence, he said, "I kinda like it too."
When I heard that, I HAD to tell him.
"Really? I have a whole closet full of pictures & magazines."
NOW he was shocked.
"Any chance I can see some of them?"
"Sure. Absolutely."
He & I have been friends ever since.
I since moved to Florida & he stayed in NYC, but whenever I visited my family we would take a trip to Manhattan to the only place left in the city that caters to fetish material.
Whenever we went during the Fall & Winter, we would call it going 'Hunting'.
When it was Spring & Summer, it was going on 'Safari'.
Alas, those days are gone.
He has Type 2 Diebetes since childhood & it has progressed to the point where he does not even go out anymore or even keeps in contact with anyone. Not even me.
I was told that he needs a kidney & Pancreas transplant & that he is on a kidney dialasys 3 times a week.
I really miss hanging out with him & sharing our mutual affection for women's feet & tickling. I just hope he'll be okay.