Like a striking snake I lunged forward, and snapped her up in my jaws. Holding her carefully between my teeth, I gently and firmly trapped her against...the roof of my mouth with my tongue. I carried her back to the courtyard.My foxkins legs stuck out of my mouth, and she kicked and struggled, but we both knew she couldn’t escape. When we arrived, I spat my foxkin onto the ground. Terrified, she tried to shrink away.I growled in warning.She settled down and stared up at me wide-eyed with a. The apples were uncored and sliced into rings. The peaches were ripe and juicy. The sandwiches were fresh and delicious. And the big blanket was nice and soft to sit on. Everything was perfect. We didnt need a lot for the picnic. I wore my favourite white cotton knee length dress and white flatsole sandals. I had pony tailed my hair. How my baby likes it best. I had my sunglasses and my little white back pack. And a huge smile on my face. We walked hand to the car got in and started the. On Friday morning I started to set things up for our little performance. There is a small waiting room adjacent to my office and I made sure all of the chairs in there had a perfect view of Anne’s stage (the chair in front of my desk). I also left a pair of binoculars on the window sill next to my desk. Through that window I have a perfect view of Wes’ repair shop and was sure that Anne was going to put on quite a show.As three thirty approached, two of my favorite customers arrived before Anne. I moved my hand, which was on her bare stomach, took camera from her and moving my other hand from her hair, acted as I was going to click another photograph, but she placed her hand on the lens and got up. We put our arms around each other and walked back to the scooter.We spent the whole afternoon exploring the area’s natural beauty, and Mom seemed to let go of her inhibitions one by one.In the small town, she used to wear only long skirts and full-sleeved blouses, but now she was roaming.