Hello. I’m Delia, ash’s mom. Does anybody want to be my new husband, and give each part of my skirt some snuggles, some of hugs, some attention, style nuzzles, some warmth and lots of love, and, affection? I can even sit on your lap while you’re doing all that, if you want me to. I smirk, and I laugh flirtatiously, seductively, and slyly. I don’t mind.