| Snow White and the Seven Schoolgirls Hi, It's me again. Naughty Nancy! And so for all you kiddies out there, tonight's twisted fairy tale involves one princess with an evil step-mom, and seven schoolgirls who live out there deep in the forest! And, say… are you looking up my skimpy little dress at my panties! Well… I'll fix that. Next time I won't wear any! (sticks out tongue) Anyway, what do you suppose is gonna happen between seven little schoolgirls and one teen-aged ex-princess! Duuuhhh! Well, read on and you'll find out in… Snow White Once upon a time in a land very far away, yet full of anachronisms and misplaced elements, there dwelt a wicked queen! But then again, anyone who lives in idle splendor off the labors of others can't be all that wonderful to begin with! And it so happened that she had married a widowed king, and when the king had suddenly passed, (after the gold-digging, high-maintenance queen had poisoned him), the queen now ruled the land east of the Primeval Forest. But the thirty-something queen was still unhappy in spite of her wealth and power. For there remained one small threat to her-- the king's only daughter from his previous marriage-- Snow White! Now 'Snowy,' as she was oft called, was always innocent and cheerful and had never defied her stepmom. But the queen was so wicked and self-serving that the child's mere presence was enough to task her. However, the wicked queen left well enough alone, for when she would oft consult her magic mirror, she was pleased enough with the answer. Mirror, mirror, on the wall; And as usual, for years the mirror would reply: Thou art the tightest of them all! For the queen had dabbled in the occult, yet it would seem that her spells would only work on weak-minded males, as well as females of menstrual age… but only women who were looser than her! And through careful exploitation of the late king, she had managed to avoid being deflowered by him. But the years passed by. One day as the rest of the castle staff prepared for Snowy's 'Sweet Sixteen' birthday party, she approached the mirror with her age-old question. Yet to her horror, the mirror gave a different answer. Thou art tight in summer and winter, At once the queen flew into a rage! Determined to have the tightest cunny in the land, she summoned for her royal huntress, the buxom Ursula. "Ja, mien queen!" said Ursula as she arrived in the royal chambers, clad in a buckskin-type bikini with metal shin guards and a cape, which displayed her muscular body quite nicely. She knelt down before the queen, a position that only emphasized her shapely muscular bare thighs and beautifully sculptured bent knees! "Ursula!" roared the queen as she looked over her huntress. "You shall take Snow White deep into yonder forest primeval and kill her!" she ordered. "But first…" With that she opened her vanity to produce a rather large and wicked dildo, "you shall deflower her with this. I want her as wide and deep as a West Virginia coal mine!" With that, mighty Ursula looked up in horror. "Nein!" she protested. "Murder is against the law and…" "I AM the law, Ursula!" roared the queen! "You shall do as you are told! You've been my favorite toy! I'd hate to have to dispense with you! Now into the woods with you, and bring me back this dildo with Snow White's bloody cherry on it!" Ursula rose and faced the queen with sorrow in her eyes. "Y… Ja, mien queen!" she finally conceded. And so she rode down the road with Snowy mounted behind her on her swift horse that could run a day's journey in but an hour. Poor Snowy had just finished dressing for her party, a short yellow silk skirt and a blue waistcoat with puffy sleeves, and platform sandals. Over the hill and over the dale they rode until they reached the edge of the mighty and seemingly endless primeval forest, and then deeper and deeper into the dark woods they rode. Finally, the horse stopped when they had reached a three-day journey for any other horse. "Get off!" ordered Ursula. "What?" asked Snowy. "Get off! Mach schnell! You must run away unt never return!" "Why… why… of all the nerve! I've got to get back for my 'Sweet Sixteen' party!" "Stifle!" roared Ursula. "If you go back now, it'd be your funeral… unt mine! It's all I can do to save your life. My orders were to kill you… after I do you with this!" she said, producing the wicked dildo. "What's that?" asked Snowy. "Don't ask!" replied Ursula. "I vish I could do more for you… a LOT more!" she added as she looked into Snowy's bright eyes, tender lips, and long shapely bare legs that her mini-skirt and platform sandals only accentuated. "But at least you'll live. I'll kill an animal and smear this with blood. Now, flee deep into der Primeval Forest, which has neither king nor queen, unt never return to your home country, or your wicked stepmother will kill you!" And with that, Ursula's horse reared up and rode away, leaving poor Snowy all alone. But heading Ursula's warnings, she made her way down the narrow road through the forbidding forest of towering trees. The further she wandered, the darker it got, for the leafy canopy of autumn leaves above blocked the sun's rays. Finally it grew to near pitch black as night fell. The briars and brambles began to scratch at her beautiful young bare legs left exposed by her miniskirt. She cried in despair, yet pressed onward with all the courage a sixteen-year-old girl could muster. Fatigue and cramps in her sexy legs had consumed her by the time the sun rose the next morning, after staggering on all night. With tears falling from her red swollen eyes, she nearly collapsed on the narrow winding rocky road. Yet soon she stood on the edge of a small hollow where she swore she saw a humble cottage. The faint hope that someone might take pity on her gave her the strength to run all the way up to the wooden fence that surrounded the humble estate. She found a beautiful flower garden in the front yard and saw a large vegetable garden beyond. A pile of wood sat out in the yard with an axe buried in a tree stump. And there hung a laundry line outside with seven bed sheets drying in the morning sun. And so she knocked on the door in desperation, but there never came an answer. And so she finally dared to open the door. "Hello?" she cried. "Anyone home? Help me please!" Yet there came no answer. However, she looked down to see a newspaper at the door. Thus whoever lived there either had not risen yet, or had left in a hurry without picking up the paper. She bent down to recover it. There in bold letters was a rather interesting headline. 'Old King Cole Signs Same-Sex Marriage Bill,' it read. "Hmmm," mumbled Snowy. "He really IS a merry old soul! Just wonder what he has in mind with those fiddlers three!" And thus she knocked once more. When there came no answer, she dared to venture inside. And oh, what a mess! Dirty dishes sat piled in the sink. The table was dirty and the chairs in disarray. And even a wash tub sat filled with soapy water with seven pairs of panties soaking in them. "Oh my!" she said. "Well, maybe if I clean up, the family will be grateful and help me when they come back home." And after cleaning up the kitchen, she went to sweep the living room. But there she found some old record albums lying around. She sat down and curiously went through the collection of singing minstrels. "Dragonflies… Wooden Butterfly… Brave Little James Tailor… They ARE Giants… Pixie Chics!" However, she put 'Dragonflies' on the old 'Vic' and cranked it up. And thus she started sweeping and cleaning to the beat of the music: She loveth ye, yeah- yeah- yeah! She loveth ye, yeah- yeah- yeah! With a love like that, thou knowest thou shalt be glad! "Oh, I love the Dragonflies," she mumbled as she danced about the cottage with broom in hand. "They're my favorite minstrels!" And so she had listened to the records while putting everything in tidy order. But she felt so tired afterward that she climbed up the wooden creaky stairs for the bedrooms. Yet she found one large bedroom with seven beds. And on each bed was a doll or teddy bear and each headboard had a name. "Ditzy, Bratty, Nerdy, Klutzy, Preppy, Tomboy… and Dot," she said as she read the names aloud. Yet Tomboy's bed had no doll or bear, but a wooden airplane with a wind-up propeller. "Of course," mumbled Snowy. "So, they have seven children… but where are the mommy and daddy?" she wondered. Yet the beds seemed so inviting that she finally collapsed on one of them and fell asleep. Meanwhile, a ways away yet deeper in the woods, there sat a large clearing on a hilltop where sat the local school for all the children of the people of the primeval forest. And when the afternoon school bell rang, the mass of children fled the building in joy, among them was a prefect named Dot. She waited until her clan of seven were assembled, and then these 'Seven Schoolgirls' began to march down the road to the narrow trail that lead through the towering trees of deep woods. And as they marched along through the primeval forest, they sang their old familiar song they had always sung, all seven sweet voices in perfect harmony... Heigh-ho! Heigh-ho! It's home from school we go! And true to their old song, they always wore clean pressed white shirts, ties, and very, very, VERY SHORT little skirts that showed off their cute bare legs, along with socks pulled up to base of their bony kneecaps. Naturally, Dot led the way, being the oldest at the age of thirteen. Behind her marched Nerdy, the second oldest at eleven years and the bespectacled intellect of the group. Behind her marched ten-year-old Klutzy, hanging on to Nerdy lest she trip on a rock, root, or even her own feet! And the large plaster on her left bare kneecap testified to a recent mishap. And behind her marched the fashion-conscious, color-coordinated Preppy of age nine. And behind her marched the same-aged clueless Ditzy, somewhat challenged of mind and reason, who of course was as cute as she was dense! Behind her marched little eight-year-old Bratty, the youngest of the clan who lived up to her name! And bringing up the rear was Tomboy, age eleven, the vigilant shepherdess and guardian of the bunch whenever they marched through the menacing forest. And Tomboy was the once exception, for in lieu of a micro-mini skirt, she wore a boy's uniform of shirt, tie, and uniform shorts which were also very, very, VERY SHORT in order to display her smooth muscular suntanned thighs, along with thick gray knee-high socks. And so they marched over the small hill and into the dale, over the gurgling river by way of the old wooden bridge, singing their marching tune all the way, until they entered the forest hollow where sat their humble cottage they called home. Dot opened the door and held it as everyone marched into the house, now home safe and sound once again. And so they all set their book bags down in the main living room, taking note how clean and orderly the house looked after they left in a hurry that morning. And so they marched up the creaky wooden steps to the bedroom upstairs. But upon entering, what did they find, but a sleeping teen-aged usurped princess, all sprawled out across a bed, her short skirt now all bunched up in a way that exposed her pink panties! Dot approached, followed by Tomboy. "Oh my," cried Dot. "Who is she? And where did come from?" "Beats me," said Tomboy as she noted all the scratches on her poor pale bare legs. "Musta had rough time." "Maybe she's in trouble and needs our help!" said Klutzy. "I'll say she needs help!" agreed Preppy. "Like... check out her clothes! Blue and yellow? Yuck! That's a clash if I ever saw one! And it's like... sooo NOT autumn colors!" "Well, whoever she is, she sure cleaned up the place and made our beds," replied Dot. "I mean... she's OK in my book... and she's kinda sexy too!" Yet as they all stood around to marvel at the young teen, Snowy began to stir. She yawned and stretched as she awaked to the sound of the pre-teen voices around her. Soon, she opened her eyes to stare into the bright shiny faces of the seven school girls. "Oh my!" she said as she sat up with a smile. "Oh me, oh my!" she cried. "Why... why aren't you a cute bunch!" And thus she studied the lot, all in their school uniforms. "And my, such pretty legs in those cute little micro-skirts!" Dot smiled back at her. "Welcome to our shabby pad!" she said. "Whoever you are, you're welcome to stay with us... who are you anyway?" "Oh... well... I'm Snow White, but they call me 'Snowy.' I had to run away from the castle because my step mom, the Wicked Queen wants me dead!" "And she made you wear that?" exclaimed Preppy. "She really IS evil!" "You must be Preppy," concluded Snowy with a grin. "Yes, that's her," replied Dot. "I'm Dot, the leader…an a prefect at school! And that's Ditzy," she said pointing. "Huh?" replied Ditzy. "… and that's Tomboy! Yes, she's really a girl!" "Howdy!" said Tomboy. "Aawww," cooed Snowy. "You're soooo cute in those little shorts, and my, what nice pretty muscular legs you have!" At that, she just had to reach out to feel Tomboy's thick muscular bare thigh. "And oh, what a nice suntan!" Tomboy blushed with a grin. "Well, I'm part Cherokee!" "And that's Bratty," continued Dot, to whit Bratty stuck out her tongue, "… and that's Klutzy… the one with the patch on her cute little knee!" And thus Klutzy lifted her leg up to point to her covered wound. "I fall down!" she said with a slight embarrassed smile. "Oh puleeze!" cried Nerdy. "She's kineseologically dysfunctional!" "Nuh- uh!" protested Ditzy. "She's clumsy!" "I believe I just said that," replied Nerdy. "YOU must be Nerdy!" concluded Snowy, "and you look darling in your little glasses… and what nice long legs you have!" "Thank you," replied Nerdy with a blush. "However, I'm apprehensive about harboring an aristocrat whose entire wealth is based upon the hard labor of the proletariat and not her own productivity and ingenuity!" "Oh, c'mon Nerdy!" coaxed Dot. "What wealth?! All she has are the clothes she's wearing!" And thus she faced Snowy. "Please stay with us! We're only poor orphans and we've had no one to look after us since widow MacDuff died!" "Well, children," said Snowy with tears of joy in her eyes. "I'd love to stay here be your governess! I'll care for the house while you girls are in school. And I won't ask for anything in return except for food and a warm bed!" "Oh... you'll have a warm bed, alright!" assured Dot with an almost guilty smile as she looked down Snowy's scratched yet pretty pale legs. "And since widow MacDuff passed away, we've been without someone to really take care of us. You're a godsend to us, Snowy!" "Oh, gee... Oh I'm so happy! Now, let me go fix you all some supper!" "We'll help... won't we girls!" replied Dot. "Oh yes!" they all agreed in unison. "I won't," snapped Bratty with a giggle. "Oh yes you will!" said Tomboy with a grin. "I've just made a new paddle in my woodshop that will fit your little bottom just perfectly!" And a few moments later, six of schoolgirls gathered in the kitchen with their assigned chores to make supper, while Tomboy chopped wood outside. "Well, you girls are sure efficient at getting the meals ready," noted Snowy as the girls all busied themselves with different tasks. "Thanks," replied Klutzy as she reached for the plates. "Here, I'll get the dishes and..." But not three seconds passed before the whole house resounded with a 'Craaash! Splat! Ka-pling!' Dishes went everywhere on the floor! Snowy stood with mouth agape, just sure they would shatter. Dot shook her head with hands on hips. "Aaaww, Klutzy!" Poor chagrined Klutzy sat on the floor about to cry, flashing her panties to everyone. "Oopsie!" she squeaked with a humble voice, looking up with sad eyes. Yet Nerdy bent down to recover a plate, quite intact. "Thank God for polymer derivatives which renders an infracturable structural integrity!" "Huh? They're just plastic unbreakable dishes!" asserted Ditzy. "I believe I said that," replied Nerdy. "Butterfingers!" cried Bratty with a laugh. "Girls!" chided Dot. "Don't just stand there, help her up! And shame on you Bratty for laughing like that!" She gave one swat on her little round bottom. Then, she and Snowy help Klutzy back to her feet. A short time later, the Seven Schoolgirls had sat down and enjoyed a meal of roasted turkey and buttered corn cooked to perfection by Snowy. "Oh, Snowy, this is good! Excellent!" exclaimed Tomboy as she wiped her face. "Yes, an impressive display of the culinary arts!" added Nerdy! "And she can cook too!" added Preppy. "I believe I just said that!" replied Nerdy. "Obviously, you haven't been just sitting in idle luxury. I was in error of what I said before and apologize!" Yet suddenly Tomboy had to reach out to stop Bratty from launching a pea across the table by her spoon. "Cut that out!" she protested as she lightly slapped Bratty's knee. And so, they finished their delectable meal and completed their chores without a quarrel. After cleaning the kitchen, they settled down to finish homework, this time the learned Snowy tutoring them when needed. Yet once the darkness had fallen outside, Dot barred the door for the night and sent everyone upstairs for bed. "For once, you'll have someone to tuck you all in," declared Snowy. And soon all the school girls were in their little skimpy nighties, all giggly as they crawled into their beds. "Aw, you all look sooooo adorable! Why… just being here with you, I feel… I feel like I've never felt before… a little tingly y'know." Suddenly, all the girls broke into giggles. "Well, well, well," said Preppy. "I guess you've never like… shared a room with girls before, y'know, like…living in that big castle." "Well… no," confessed Snowy. "So… what's it like!" Once again, the girls giggled. Dot sat up in bed. "Y'know, since this is your first night with us, well… we should tuck YOU in!" "Oh?" said Snowy. "Sure! C'mon!" coaxed Dot as she rose from her bed. "Get undressed and lie down! You've had a rough time and we're gonna cheer you up!" And with a red face, Snowy slowly undressed down to her training bra and pink panties. The girls giggled and whistled with twinkles in their eyes. "Gee, you're pretty," noted Ditzy. "Why thank you," replied Snowy as she lay down. But suddenly, Dot reached for her panties. "Oh my," gasped Snowy. "Just relax!" coaxed Dot. "You're one of us now, Snowy. We love you!" And with a gentle tug, she slid those panties down those long silky-soft bare legs, over her knees, down her calves and off her feet. "Oooooh!" gleamed the girls as they beheld that clean shaven virgin slit between her legs. "Oh dear!" gasped Snowy. "Here I am surrounded by beautiful girls… and I'm naked!" "OK! We'll all get naked too and then maybe you'll feel more comfortable," said Dot as she blew out the last candle. Soon the room was dark, lit only by the moonlight shining in through the gabled windows. But as Snowy could make out some detail of the naked pre-teens, she felt a tingling sensation that she never understood. Her crotch began to glow with a warm feeling as she felt some hands begin to caress her body. Then, Dot reached out and gently spread Snowy's legs apart. "Now… just relax. We're gonna make you feel very good!" "Oh… OK," agreed the naïve Snowy. Soon, she felt the gentle caress of fingertips all over her inner thighs which sent tingling chills up her spine. Then, the felt the softest touch on her delicate little cunny lips which had now swollen with elation. "Ooooh!" she began to moan. "Ooooh, that does fell good!" she noted. "Just wait," whispered Dot. "C'mon girls, let's give her a warm welcome to our clan." And so Snowy closed her eyes as she felt those caressing hands all over. But soon, she felt a warm wet tongue caressing her soft puffy labia. "Ooooh! Ooooh!" she moaned. "Oooooh, girls! I don't know what you're doing to me but… please! Don't stop! DON'T STOP!" she cried out as she began to squirm and writhe on the bed. And so that warm tongue continued to caress her lips until it worked her hard swollen little clit. Then, to add to the ecstasy, she felt a small finger slowly enter her tight little virgin love canal. "Oooh! Oooh, yes! Oh, that feels soooo wonderful!" And then, more hands began to massage and tease her budding breasts. And for the 'coup de grace,' another small finger began to tease her tight little bummy hole. All that stimulation became too much. She knew not who was doing what to her, and she was too far along to care at this point. "Ooooh! Oooh! Girls! Don't stop! Keep doing it! It all feels so good! Oh, this feels really good!" she cried out in the throes of passion. And so they obliged her. All the stimulation from those multitude of hands, especially the tongue on her throbbing clit, soon drove her over the precipice of ecstasy. She felt a warm flush building up in her tummy and cunny and her head began to spin. She threw her head from side to side as she began to scream out in pleasure. The feeling built up until it felt like an explosion was imminent. "Aaaaaah!" she cried out as the feeling grew too much. And then suddenly, it happened. She exploded into a massive orgasm that seemed to shake the very foundation of the Earth! She thrashed about with mouth agape, flailing her arms everywhere as she felt herself give off a few squirts! "Oooh gaawwd! Ooooh gaawwd!" she screamed. "Oooooh!" And thus she thrashed about as she came and came. She struggled to breath as the orgasm pulsated throughout her body. But finally, the throbbing subsided and she fell into a limp pile of naked flesh on the bed. "Ooooh. Aaaah. Oooh! I think... I think I got the bed wet," she sighed as she caught her breath. Once again, the girls giggled at her naiveté. "Of course you got the bed wet! Happens all the time!" said Dot. "Why do think all of our bed sheets were hanging out to dry this morning?" Snowy gasped. "You mean… you… all of you…" "Yes… we all love each other very much… and we show it by making each other feel good!" replied Tomboy. "Although with seven of us, it's kinda odd, but now that you make eight… well…" added Klutzy. "Uh… I don't get it," said Ditzy. "Don't worry about it, Ditz," replied Tomboy. "We'll get it for you, OK?" And so, Snowy just lay their on the bed trying to catch her breath. Her abdomen felt a little cramped after such an orgasm. And so the other girls began to get into the beds. However, they climbed under the covers two to a bed! Nerdy reached out to seize Tomboy by the arm. "Perhaps you'd like a little brain with your brawn!" "Are you horny?" asked Tomboy with a slight grin. "I confess that your impressive display of quads in those skimpy little shorts has been working up my libido today," replied Nerdy with a grin. "OooK! But are you horny?" "Didn't I just say I was?" "Hell if I know!" quipped Tomboy. "Enough of the boy-talk, 'Butch!' Come to bed!" snapped Nerdy. And soon, Tomboy was under the blankets, gently kissing those long slender legs. "Oooh! Ooooh, Tommie, I love it when you touch my legs!" "I love it when you're horny," whispered Tomboy. "You get as dumb as the rest of us!" And with that, she began to explore that long narrow hairless little cunny which had blossomed open. "For a brain, you sure are the wildest nympho in the forest!" "Stop talking and fulfill my primal urges!" moaned Nerdy. "I take it that means you want me to 'ef' your brains out," mumbled Tomboy, following Dot's rule to never use the 'F' word in the house. "Well duh?" And so Tomboy crawled up on top of her long lanky yet pleasingly smooth pre-teen body, until they faced each other. Soon, their lips met, only to lead to lingual exploration. "Oh… hello my sweet prince… cess!" whispered Nerdy as she reached around to seize her boyish lover on her hard muscular glutes. Soon, Tomboy was slowly humping against her, clit to clit! "Oooh! Aaaah!" moaned Nerdy with eyes closed. "Oooh, Tomboy, that feels sooooo nice! Such a lean muscular body! Ooooh! Aaaah!" "If my clit were any bigger, I'd bust your cherry!" whispered Tomboy. "Ooooh, if only…" And so Tomboy's stocky muscular body continued to hump her brainy lover. She wrapped her arms about that slender smooth body and hugged her tight. "I… I don't know how much longer I can go before…" "Oooh, don't stop!" cried Nerdy. "I can feel the pelvic contractions in me! I'm gonna… gonna…" "Cum?" giggled Tomboy. "Yeah… that! Don't stop! DON'T STOP!" And so the two pre-teen lovers continued to make their wild passionate love until their cries overpowered all others in the room. The other girls stopped to peer over on the bed to see those two in action. For there was nothing more exciting than synchronous orgasms between Tomboy and Nerdy. "Aaah! Aaaaah! AAAAH!" cried Nerdy as she felt the warmth well up inside her, now beyond the point of no return! "Ooooh! Ooooh! Aaaa!" cried Tomboy in reply as she thrust hard and fast against Nerdy. Soon, both girls squealed loudly as they burst. "Aaaaaaaah!" came the harmonious cry as they were consumed by a mighty orgasm betwixt them. "Ooooh-gaaawd! Ooooh-gawd!" cried Nerdy as she thrust back against Tomboy's hard body. Every ear in the room heard the squishy sound of girl juice as they leaked on one another. Tomboy thrust hard into Nerdy's slender pelvis, until she fell limp on top of her, having lost all her energy. Soon, she rolled of on the side. "Y'know, Tomboy, I'm not implying that you're really that masculine, but I get the feeling that I know what straight sex would be like!" "Whatever," sighed Tomboy as she caught her breath. "If I were really a boy, you'd be pregnant now!" Nerdy giggled! "Well, actually, that's not quite true because I haven't ovulated yet! But still, it's a nice thought!" And with that, she pulled up the blanket that they might snuggle through the night. However, two beds away, Snowy had Bratty on her back with legs in the air, licking all over that tiny little hairless cunny. And as that teen tongue worked its magic, Bratty could feel the tingling grow all over her body. "Eeeeee!" she shrieked as she realized she too would soon burst into an orgasm. "Oh pu-leeze!" cried Preppy as she crawled into bed after just having made love with Ditzy. "Some of us are trying to SLEEP, y'know!" But Bratty only squealed loudly as her legs fluttered in the air. "Oooh! Oooh! OOOHH!" "Oh me, oh my! You like that, don't you!" Snowy whispered calmly, before letting her tongue once again sweep all around that little pink eight-year-old twat. "Yeeess! Yeesss! Don't stop!" squealed Bratty in her fit of passion. Only moments later, she screeched out loud and pounded her fists on the bed. Her body jolted with a "ooh-OOOH-oooh!" as she burst into her raging orgasm. Girl juice oozed all over Snowy's face as she licked away in sync with the orgasmic pulsations. Finally, Bratty fell into a lump of flesh on the bed, hardly able to move. "Aww, you're tired, dear! Let's put you to bed!" And soon, the cries of passion fell silent in the darkened bedroom and all had fallen into a deep, peaceful, dreamy slumber. And for the first time, Snowy felt truly happy, in spite of the absence of luxuries offered by her former life in the castle. * * * * Oh, well it seems like things are 'coming' along just fine for Snowy there in the cottage! So, who's your favorite schoolgirl? I like Bratty a lot! But then again, Tomboy's got those awesome muscular legs! And then there's sexy Preppy and the cute clueless Ditzy! Gee, I can't make up my mind. At least ol' Snowy didn't have to! She got 'em all. And if U wanna see what else she gets, you'll have to tune in next time when our story continues. Good night, Kiddies! Sweet Dreams! |