You see, the Orthodox Church celebrates Christmas on the seventh of January, after the Western Church is thinking of Epiphany on the sixth – that is... 'Twelfth Night', the festival of the visit of the wise men to the infant Jesus – when most of us are taking down our decorations. She explained that to me, diffidently, as I was asking what she'd like to do for the holiday. It didn't bother me to put off the celebration for just under two weeks; we just had to stock up for the holiday and have a. “Like what?” Lucy asked with a curious expression on her face. She loved all forms of dance, especially ballet and cheerleading.“If I am needed as a table then I am instructed with a single core command word to drop whatever I am doing and immediately get on all fours where I am told, Ma’am,” Charity didn’t sound the least bit concerned with how deeply dehumanizing it might be to become an object on command.“Why would we need a table? We have tables everywhere?” Lucy asked.I thought her. We had him pole dance and dance on the bar. Guys were allowed to fondle him to their hearts content. I instructed Jamie that if any dude wanted to shove a finger or four up his cunt, he had to bend over, spread and comply. It was during the third month of our games with Jamie, that one of my good buddies suggested that Jamie be fucked by a dog. I thought it was a grand idea, and created a special party for the occasion with a cover charge of one hundred dollars. We got the slut nice and. She had been as playful and daring as a kitten all day and I had the distinct impression I could have given her another mouth to mouth buss, but I was too wary of the feelings stirring in my nuts. I needed to put some space and a couple of walls between us. My daughter and I had spent many nights alone in the house, but that night was the first I’d ever had any thought but parental for her. I was stressing over what was playing out in my mind.I woke up disorientated. The moon’s silver glow.