..!Sitting alone for the entire year in your faraway little cottage, with no more than a handful of errant wishlists making their way to your doorstep... you have little to nothing in common with the busy sort of Santa that could be seen at the cartoon channel.With all your elf-assistants long since gone, instead seeking their fortune as factory workers in the far east, or in oddjob B-movie porno flicks, you've got neither the personnel or the materials left to compete with the great commercial. I’d almost forgotten that Andra had been chosen to work for the Corporation, as the best few at the school had been each year. Myself, I’d never been in the running for that. Never really wanted to be, and I thought things had panned out pretty well as it was. On leaving school, I’d finally been able to don a mask. Why anyone would choose to work instead remained a mystery to me.Finally, I said, “But... hacking the Corporation. They’ll fucking kill you.”“No. Or, at least, probably not. They. Karl grinned as he turned up the radio and sang along with his wife.As they continued to ride along, Karl enjoyed listening to the rockmusic that played inside the car instead of the Katy Perry, Maroon 5,Justin Timberlake and Lady Gaga songs that Lela had always playedbefore on the rare occasions when she drove them. Karl discussed themusic with her while they drove. He was astonished that the magic hadseen to it that she knew everything he knew about the subject matter.Once they reached the. Rush is almost as good as you, and I have it on good authority that Bronson likes it rough when she pulls a train."The disembodied voice went unnoticed when it responded with, "Noted." Oh really, and you're such a timid soul." Wallace folded Timmons into an unlikely wrestling hold that left her crotch incredibly vulnerable. "What do you know about pulling trains?"Wallace hadn't remained flaccid for long. "I've got to get some rest," Timmons complained ten minutes later as she energetically met.