Fingers Crushed Monday, 29-Dec-97 17:33:41

First I want to sy thanks to Arthur for this fine board. I want to share an experience I had the other day at the home center store. I was standing in the isle looking at some shelves that I needed, when a young lady,I would say in her early thirties,came by and started going through some boxes containing glass shelves. To my suprise we happen to be the only two people in this particular isle. She was about 5'5" tall and I would guess about 115lbs. She had on a pair of sweat pants with sneakers and a 3/4 coat. I found myself staring at her sneakers, now mind you my thing is high heels not sneakers, but I couldn't help thinking how much I would like to have my hand stepped on by her. I wasn't sure what made me do what I did but I pretended to look for something on the bottom shel right next to her. I knelt down on one knee and placed my hand on the floor for support. I knew that if she were to step on me she would notice right away because the floor was smooth cement. I took a chance after looking up and down the isle and inched my hand as close to her foot without being to obvious. After a minute or so see reached for something and went up on her toes, my heart was pounding but I took a chance and slid my fingers under her foot,she came down on the tips of my fingers and I expected her to look at what she just stepped on, but to my suprise she just contiuned doing what she had been. I started to get a little nervous that someone would come into the isle and see me. The pressure on my fingrs started to excite me, then I felt her start to lift her foot and thought okay I had my little crush, but to my amazement she just took a small step and landed completely on my hand. I was suprised that she did not look at me or feel my hand under her foot. What seemed like hours as only a few minutes when she twisted her foot and then looked down at me and noticed that she was tanding on my hand. I though she would immediatly raise her foot, but instead all she said was "oh sorry" and walk a few feet away stepping on my hand as she moved. I don't know what made me more excited the fact that she stepped on my hand and fingers not knowing or knowing and not careing. In any event it was a wonderfull experience.

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