I am exactly like you guys. My first memories at 4 and a half were of me hiding under tables to look at the heels of my moms friends, and I am 46 so in the early 80's they all wore fantastic pump heels, sandal mule high heels, and were all elegant. I use to try to get them to step on my fingers, or crush objects and food. One friend in particular thought I was cute, and literally crushed half my toys. Every toy I put near her she knew I wanted her to step on it, and as she thought it was cute she always obliterated them for me and it used to shock the hell out of me, because she would do it in either pump spike heels or wood sandal mules.
I love crush, trampling, dangling/shoeplay, revving in pedal pumping, and a lot more lol. But when i was 5 to 6 o r 7 I hide under tables all the time and watched so many of my moms friends dangle inches from me face. Their heels used to brush on my face or tap on my face in rapid succession and they would not look down as they knew /thought I was playing and ignored me.
It was a nightmare when I became too old where I could no longer do that because it would be weird and arouse suspicion.