It takes her a minute, but she slowly pulls herself on the table top and stares into my eyes, she asks “what now oh great and wonderful OZ?”
I am relieved that she still has a sense of humor; that is a good sign. “I don’t think I can pull those breeches very far with just my teeth” I tell her. XXX Relax there for a minute and I’ll be right back”, I roll off from the couch and head out into the kitchen. “Alright already,” I lightly snap at her, “if you are that interested I think we can answer your questions. I take her hands and pull her around in front of me, push her backwards and pull up her legs. “You think you can un-buckle that belt with your teeth?” she challenges me and grabs my hands.
