This is not going to be one of my usual type of blogs. This is about coming to the understanding that I appreciate this "fetish" that I have been coming to terms with. I live in Massachusetts and was one of the many people who watched the marathon and saw the carnage on the day that it took place. Needless to say, as you all have been through the same thing with 9/11, I felt as though the safety net had been pulled from underneath me. I was in a constant state of unease, and although they did catch the bastards in record time, I remain unsettled. I work as a trauma therapist and for the past two weeks I have been helping others process these feelings and helping those who directly witnessed deaths and dismemberment. It is draining work. I was away from the forum for a while but I did receive emails from two of my tickle playmates. Their playful emails came at just the right time, making me feel happy and offering a certain comfort. I kept the emails and read and re-read them between sessions and found I could be stronger, more positive and even smile thinking of my feet being played with and all the relaxing, sensual sensations that could occur. My "fetish" made me feel alive again and want to focus on the good, the fun, the silly and not the bad. I so appreciate this forum and my playmates. My feet are yours for the taking.