I was wondering how many of you ever sat at your moms feet and rub those silky legs when you were a very young child. My wife being an elementary school teacher when she started many years ago, used to have to wear a dress to school and heels. During story time when she would sit in a rocker and the kids all around her would sit on the rug around her to listen to a story as she read to them from the first grade reader. They would crowd around and listen. She came home one day and told me that as she was reading she felt something rubbing the back of her calve to her heel the back up. She said she looked down and one of the small boys had his head up listening to her read but he was rubbing her hose with his hand. She said would move her legs over trying not to embarrass him. She says she had him keep getting closer and doing it over and over. She mentioned this to her fellow teachers and many said that they had similar experiences. Remember this was way back when female teachers couldn't wear pants to school and in the first n second grade the teacher was like their second mother. Today the teacher would be fired....I was thinking back though how I had admired my women teachers for some reason, as I always watched them fix their lipstick after lunch and I also always loved getting up next to them as they read us stories.... Just how far back does this desire to cd go? This may have had an affect on me today.