Miss Nancy knows what I need, even when I don’t. It’s a magical talent she possesses, matching up people and things that belong together in a way that heals long forgotten holes. More than once a Miss Nancy gift has filled me with overwhelming gratitude so much that it flowed out of my eyes like tears. And she’s gorgeous, smart, makes a mean dolma, shakes a great ass and gives an even better cuddle. There’s no other bed to climb into when I’m feverish, broken hearted and feeling alone than Nancy’s. Thanks Sugar.

Nancy gives meaning to the words.....mmm.....uhhh.......let's see.....

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"Mom, where did I leave my books! I'm gonna be late for school!"

Nancy gives me hair that people stop me in the street and ask me where I get my hair done. Nancy gives me hugs that just don't stop. Nancy gives me peticures on the playa when I get hurt, and massages and lip balm too. Nancy gives so much love and then gives some more. I love Nancy with my whole entire heart, soul and being. Nancy makes me feel the infinite beauty and goodness of the universe, just because of who she is.

Torch is the little glimmer of noise that sits on my shoulder and looks over my ear. She is the hand on the small of my back, pushing me onward, upward. Even when her hair is a mess and her eyes are all puffy from not sleeping, she do be tha pittiest fyah stom evah! I loves me some of this one.