I Love Being Very Very Ticklish

May seem odd to say/read this...but I find a certain catharsis to being tickled, especially on my feet! Tickling my feet was my mother's favorite token way to make me laugh, and often times I would make my feet very accessible and within her reach. She rarely disappointed, as it wouldn't be long before I'd feel her softly gliding her fingernails up and down the bottoms of my feet. Sometimes, she would incrementally intensify the sensations, tickling them a little faster which in turn made me laugh even more! I always felt better for laughing that much, and it carried over well into my adulthood...where I can still capably surrender my feet to the tickle-minded whims of a lady willing to do so!