The one from the North Pole.In the end, Bob ended up being treated for PTSD, because those were the symptoms he exhibited.It wasn't the same as it had...been before that Christmas Eve."Of course!" you might say, considering all that had happened to the young man.But his familiar routine was back in place. He was up at four every day for PT. After that it was shit, shower and shave, followed by breakfast. Then there was other training. It was the same thing soldiers have done for generations.. The manager thought she was his cash cow. The men drooled for her as she danced around in a slutty, but sweet schoolgirl outfit, losing piece after piece until she was totally nude with large, hard nipples.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~On this night, it was no different for her. She got out on the stage to do her stuff, then she saw him. He was gorgeous, not like most of the bums that frequented the place. She caught Jay’s eye right away. He thought she was so gorgeous like Eve used to be. Her body. ‘He got old,’ my uncle replied wearily with a sigh, ‘and he got tired.’ Looking over at him, I saw, perhaps for the first time, that he also looked old and tired. And I realised how hard this was for him and not just for me. They’d been friends since before I was even born, both born in the last years of the war, both growing up in a world where you worked hard and you did your best, so unlike the world of today. And Noel had worked hard, even to the end he was still up with the sunrise, out. My body instantly reacts to his touch. “Oh, is that so? “ I say with a giggle, moving my hair away from my neck to give him access to more exposed skin, closing the gap between us. “Think you can make one of my dreams come true right now?” I ask softly and he chuckles before moving his lips to mine. His rough hands slide down my waist and cup my ass cheeks, squeezing them hard as we kiss deeply. He breaks away before I’m ready and I whimper in annoyance. “I want to make all your dreams come.