All was right in the world of the prince until the fateful day that he gave his beloved Snaggletooth a taste of his breakfast treat. Now young Snaggle...ooth was a pet but he was still a wild animal as well and once he got a taste of the sweet goodness of a copper lolly he wanted more. Now you, gentle reader, may wonder as I did, as to just what a copper lolly was and after more than a little research, I discovered the answer. A copper lolly is nothing more than a regular lolly but instead of a. Like really hers! Someone had brought all her things here to Fletcher’s. It was her bed, her bedspread, her bureau, her night stand, her chairs, her hope chest, her stuff, her everything. She ran to the closet. It was a big one. Everything in the closet was clothing she’d bought. It was all hanging so neatly, just like she’d left it yesterday morning, only then it was in her apartment, now it was in Fletcher’s house. It was wonderful to look at her things and see them, knowing they were the. Only then did she release it, letting it snap back to its usual position.One hand groped for her vibrator and brought it to her breasts. The buzzing phallus caressed her aching tits with its presence and her aching pussy with its absence. She could feel herself dripping onto the bed and was struggling, unsuccessfully, to not writhe in place. Her empty hand slipped to her mound and brushed her bush without touching the flesh. The tickle of pubic hair across the sensitive skin surrounding her. ’ Bert opined, then added, ‘What the hell are you waiting for?’ Ian had expected responses somewhat similar to those. He arched his eyebrow in a quizzical expression at Anne’s preferred method of expiring finding it surprising. Her comment did, however, break the tension. When he first decided to take flying lessons Anne was his flight instructor. He started the lessons when his marriage was in its final throes before separation, and she provided a sympathetic ear. She hadn’t told him.