Ted, with little finesse he worked his hand beneathher blouse then he pushed her bra up and fondledher budding breasts. He was nervous as he workedhis...fingers under her skirt then rapidly to herpanties. “No Ted you can’t touch me there, besides myparents might come in.” “Come on, we will hear them and besides, it’s along way out to your picnic area and we can seethem standing there watching the fire.”She gave in and he fingered her very slick pussy.Pushing. Silently she slipped from the bed, making her way down to the kitchen. She decided to cook him his breakfast. She took bacon from the fridge then hesitated. “What if he has some religious restrictions, l don’t want to upset him,” she thought to herself. Putting the bacon back, she decided on scrambled eggs instead, reaching for three eggs in the fridge.Arriving back in the bedroom, Barry was still asleep. She placed the tray on the bedside table then, leaning carefully on the bed she lowered. “I’m really sorry…..” I said “If you want to save Laura’s job you’re going to have to do better then that!” She grabbed my folder, stood up and walked around to where I was sitting. “Get on your knees and beg” she growled as she slapped the side of my head with the folder. I was shocked by her action and scared of the animal look in her eyes… I immediately obeyed. She stood in front of me, her ass against the polished surface of her desk and lifter her left leg- throwing her thigh. Nicolas, bishop of Myra in TurkeySweet Santa is me, who writes these verses for you two in EnglandSweet Santa is also Your dear Deb with her X-mas presents to You!--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sweet Santa's bones are in a crypt in Bari, in Italy, but his believers are only in Holland, at firstSweet Santa is called 'Santa Claus' in English speaking countries, after the Dutch.