.***Interlude:"Bah, she's not even accepting gratitude, what a disappointment. But thetest isnt over yet!"****Chapter 8: GiftsFor Lorraine, The next c...uple of hours did in fact resemble what sheimagined being a helper for Santa would be like, as she and Melodywhizzed around the world, giving their very special present to some goodlittle girls - and boys too, as it turned out.After a while, it became a blur for Lorraine, and she found herselfstruggling to keep all the people they had helped. “Kate, you look so gorgeous riding me. Play with your breasts.”I then squeezed my breasts together, while I rode John. I cupped my breasts and pulled on my nipples. John started to buck up inside my pussy as I rode him. We were in perfect rhythm with each other.“Get on your back, I want to kiss you, while we make love.”I got off of him and went on my back. John then slid his cock into my dripping, wet pussy and we shared hungry kisses with each other. Our tongues were dancing in each other’s. I made a mental note to try to make it up to my parents at some point.I lay in my room, reading, with only about ten percent of my brain engaged, until the rest of the family was ready to go. They checked with me one more time, and I said that, yes, I still wanted to stay home. The truck pulled out of the driveway, and I watched the headlights recede down the long, dark township road. I waited until they were out of sight, then forced myself to wait another ten minutes to be sure there wouldn't. " Other men? As in more than one?" Three that I know about and I guess that I was responsible for one of them." You were responsible?" In a way." You know you are going to have to tell me about it now that you brought it up." All right, but first you have to understand that I didn't deliberately set out to do what happened. When Helen started working at the restaurant we clicked. We took an instant liking to each other and by the end of her first week I was asking her to stop and have a drink.