Our True Loves were ecstatic about the gifts we sent them for Valentine’s Day. And with our very own money too! Well, mostly our own money. The Body had to help out a little bit [but not much].

We were very surprised when the UPS man came to deliver two packages. One for Flopsy and the other for me. The packages were from our True Loves! My heart melted to think that she thought highly enough of me to pay a man in brown shorts to knock on my front door… And it was raining! Sigh…

Flopsy started to cry again, but this time it was tears of joy. The Body couldn’t get too mad. Plus, we were inside the house so no one thought she was lactating this time.

Our True Loves sent us joint gifts. It’s refreshing to see two breasts who get along and can make  decisions together without arguing and bartering. I doubt Flopsy and I will ever get there. God knows we’ve had enough time to try.

This was a spectacular find on their part. I am sure my True Love was the brilliance behind this, but I don’t want to make Flopsy feel too bad, so I stay silent. [Well, except on here...]

The first gift was a USB Breast Warmer all the way from Japan!

This was a photo of the box. I am not sure what’s going on with THAT Body’s left arm, it looks sadly under-inflated, but the warmers were a stroke of true genius. Our True Loves had heard so much about all the snow and rain that we had this year and how cold we’ve been. They were afraid we would get too nipply in the chill. Very considerate.

Now we can plug in and warm ourselves, getting rather cozy while we write our blog! So long as The Body doesn’t get up to get coffee or go to the bathroom, it works flawlessly. Once The Body forgot and dragged the laptop around the house for several minutes.

They also sent us these amazing flowers from a man called FTD.

I am sure FTD stands for “Flowers To Divas”. The box has a picture of a very fey-looking young man on it. No breasts in sight.

The Body loaned us her nice cranberry glass classy vase and we cut the stems ourselves. It gave me quite a feeling of accomplishment and I think that I would like to study horticulture. When we woke up the next morning, the whole house smelled gloriously of roses!

At that point, Flopsy started crying again because it reminded her of her True Love and being so far apart. She then bucked up, used the breast warmer and was in a great mood the rest of the day! Plus, she was toasty warm.

These are the first gifts we have ever given or received as truly independent breasts. It was a momentous occasion. Just think what we can do the next time once we have some more cash under our belts.

To that end, I have been studying the stock market and Forex Trade simulations. I plan to make our money grow and be not only independent breasts, but very wealthy, if not down right filthy rich breasts. Can’t you just see us rolling in dough? It’s so exciting!

We plan to travel the world to meet and study indigenous breasts from other lands and cultures. Maybe I will teach them horticulture and Flopsy can teach them acting and all aspects of breaking into show business. I would also like to visit all the worldwide chapters of Mammary Mensa as a motivational speaker and life coach. To date, there are 124 chapters in 35 countries. I feel strongly that it is my duty to try to emancipate breasts the world over. 

We’ve discussed renting a car and think we have found just the right one for us. We just hope this gorgeous little Mini will be available to lease when we are ready to travel. It even almost has our initials on the hood. We aren’t sure what the H stands for, but we’ll figure it out. It suits us, wouldn’t you agree?

All the Best -

  ~Mopsy