Laura began kissing her way to her target. She used her hands on his ball sack and Greg spread wider to give room. Laura kissed along her trail until ...er lips found Greg’s spot. Greg experienced something he never dreamed of, his love was kissing him right there. Greg felt the sexual heat of her kiss as though her lips were touching his lips. Man moaned loudly. “Laura darling, don’t stop, kiss me that way forever. Kiss me right there forever, right on my hole.” When he felt her tongue try to. Neither of us had a clue before that morning, that the other had planned a surprise. Like every time before, we sat in Peg's section in our usual corner booth that overlooked the marina and the Kemah drawbridge beyond. Gypsy had a mischievous playful side and delighted herself in giving me a hard on at the most inopportune time. She usually threw caution to the wind and was willing to do things in public most people would not approve of. But, like or not, that was Gypsy. Peg had seen us coming. "I'd like to see you again Melva. Are you busy this evening, or tomorrow night?" Oh, that's so sweet of you to ask, but I'm working... I'm a dance instructor at Arthur Murray's. That's how most of my evening pass, giving lessons." She batted her eyelashes twice. "Would you be interested in a lesson or two?"For some reason I didn't bite."I'd much rather take you to dinner."She laughed joyfully. "Well..." You name the day and the time." Maybe..." Maybe?" Only if I can bring a friend." A friend?". "Actually, I didn't mess anything up. Actually, it was an accident. But I stepped up after the accident to make things right. I delivered the presents. So I'm done. You have to take me back to Germany. My unit is missing me. They probably think I went AWOL to cozy up to some Fraulein on Christmas Eve. This will probably ruin my career!" Bob," said the old elf patiently. "You have a new career." You called me Bob!" said Bob, triumphantly. "You called me Bob. I'm not Santa. I'm Bob. You called me.