Vellication irregular

Just your normal, ordinary, everyday tickling fanatic with a fetish for the ladies feet. I've found it's generally safer among the asteroids than running from a heated boyfriend, crazed husband or even on occasion CONCORD. All for showing my target, prey, date, call her what you like, that she was "bound" to have a "good time". Oh, there may have been a plea or cry for mercy somewhere in the fray, but with all the laughing and moaning who was to say. And after each "chance" encounter the spasticly quivering mass of giggles can scantly recall their own name,

However in real life I'm just pretty pathetic.