:o Lucretia, my dear. I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to elbow you out of the way. I just got so excited at the idea of a great foot rub, I wasn’t watching where I was going. :o ::sorry::
You sing in my consciousness like a counterpoint to my life.
L.L.
I see how quickly things break down when someone uses the words “foot rub”. So I suppose if the way to a mans heart is through his stomach - then the way to a womans heart appears to be through her feet. I shall have to remember this.
(BTW I wonder if the way to a mans heart lies a bit further south. )
Oh Scarlett! Scarlett O’Kellibelli! Ah beleahve the cotillion has beguhn, may deah!
May Ah have this waltz, you firey-tressed, wild woman, you? :o
You should tell the truth, expose the lies and live in the moment."-Bill Hicks
“You should tell the lies, live the truth and expose yourself.” - Bill Clinton
Bosda Di’Chi of Tricor, I think as kelli’s best friend I can say that she would be very flattered. I believe I could go as far as to say you may have even given her a case of the ‘vapours’::incert best scarlett accent here::
OK, purplebear, put that foot up in my lap. Let’s work on the toes and the balls of the foot a bit. Let’s take each toe, one at a time. ::this little piggy went to market…:: Feeling better already? Now let’s rub right there, on the ball of the foot below the big toe…that really gets a nonstop workout, it needs a little relief. Now on the other end, below the pinky toe. And then a little pressure in between…how’s that? Good?
Now down to the arch, let’s try…wow, did that ever work! pb, it’s clearly been too long since your last foot rub; we’re going to have to train Mr. Bear to do them! And now, my patented heel-scrunching that my wife loves so much. Foot feel better? Wonderful! Now the other one…
It’s okay, purplebear, I understand how the prospect of a good foot rub can make a girl lose her head. And from that look of ecstasy on your face, it seems RT is a master of the art.
You’d better watch out, RT, or we may just lock you up in this thread and only let you out to give us our daily fix. And how is your back rub technique, since we’re on the subject?
Oh, RTF, oh,my! You sure do know how to rub feet. And, yes, I’d be eternally grateful if you’d show Mr. Bear how to do this! Oh,my stars! Oh, yes, just a little to the, yes, right there! That’s the spot!
He certainly is, Lucretia! You will love this! I, too, want to know. Do you give back rubs too, RTF? If you do, can I get an appointment?
NothingMan, dear. I’m afraid so, for those of us who spend way too much time on our poor little feetsies. If you’ve ever had a really great foot rub, you’d know why we love them so much!
You sing in my consciousness like a counterpoint to my life.
L.L.
purplebear, I think your time’s up - Lucretia’s been waiting for what must seem like forever! Sit right down there, L., and put your foot in Uncle RT’s lap, and we’ll get going, here…
…and, btw, I have been known to give backrubs too. (I have a premonition of how I’ll spend the next Doper gathering I’m at!)
…and a little bit of pressure on the instep, right *there{/i]…judging by your reaction, Lucretia, that must’ve been just what the doctor ordered.
I’m game for Bluesman and I each rubbing one of your feet at the next Doperfest - though we’d bettermake sure there’s somewhere private for him to carry you off to by the time we’re done!
And now (sigh) that has to be the end of the foot rubs, for several days, anyway. Work is taking me off to sunny Florida (rough, huh?) for a week; I don’t expect to have regular Web access from down there.
So, guys, I’m out of your way for a week - better flirt while the flirting’s good!
Thank you, so much, RTF. WOW! Sigh! I feel soooo relaxed now. Backrubs TOO?? Oh, my. I’d like to be first in line for one of those!! Heaven, oh, yes, heaven…
So, where’d everyone else go???<looking around for VB, Irishman, or someone to flirt with…>
BTW, if anyone would like to see what I look like, you can see a dark facsimile of me here: <my hair is a lighter blonde than that, don’t know what happened to the colors> http://ww.cwcm.net/pbear.html
You sing in my consciousness like a counterpoint to my life.
L.L.