Behind him the party was in full flow. Demi was drunk and dancing on a table. She was dressed in a sexy black leather catwoman costume. The other trad...rs, mainly balding middle-aged men, ogled her appreciatively. Mike watched their reflections in the glass.He should be happy. He should be enjoying himself. Instead he felt strangely subdued. There was no reason to be. Here he was, fresh out of university and working for PJ Korgan, one of the most prestigious investment banks in the city. He was. After, we took our showers. Mr Baker came in the bathroom and told me not to put my underwear on under my pajamas. I did as he asked. It felt funny walking around without them. I went down to the living room and Robert had a movie on and was laying on the floor, and Mr Baker was in his recliner. I was going to sit in the other chair when he motioned for me to come over to him. He held out his hand and helped me on his lap. I laid back on him and he wrapped his arm around me. As we watched the. “Excuse me, miss,” I asked the clerk. “May I help you, ma'am?” she replied, with a friendly smile. “Yes, you may. I'm Mrs. Lassiter, and my husband has been in the changing room for quite a while, trying on a Santa suit. I wonder if you could send in someone to check on him?” “I will send one of the stock boys, but be advised the Santa suit takes a while to fit properly, with the beard, wig, and rubber belly to put on.” She motioned to a young man. After what seemed like forever, there he was.. I wasn’t a bad kid by a stretch, but I wasn’t exactly a joy for parenting either. My luck was running out when it came to testing his patience. “Fine," I mumbled sarcastically. "I’ll fuck off to Uni then.” I was half-aware of the concern in my mother’s eyes as she watched my father’s blood pressure spike.My father stood up, exasperated. “Suzy, you deal with this before I clobber him."Before my mother could say a word, I came to my senses and broke the tension with perhaps my first genuine.