He'd been saving ten percent of his pay for almost a year now, in the hopes of buying her a beautiful ring. He just purchased it last week, an entire ...arat in a simple setting. He knew he probably could have asked Jack for his mother's ring, but it wouldn't have seemed right. He wanted his future wife to have something uniquely and totally hers, something he'd saved up for, something that would tell her at first look how much he cared about her.If only he was sure she'd say yes...Shannon Thomas. ‘Santa cutie and fill my stocking with a duplex and checks. Sign your X on the line. Santa cutie and hurry down the chimney tonight. Come and trim my Christmas tree with some decorations bought at Tiffanys. I really do believe in you. Let’s see if you believe in me.’ she sings as she runs her hands thru her hair. ‘Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring. I don’t mean on the phone. Santa baby and hurry down the chimney tonight.’ her voice rings as her hands move from her hair to. She led him up to her room and shut the door. “What do you want me to do?” she asked, nervously. He smiled and stroked her hair. “Will you strip for me? I’d like to watch. And, once you’ve taken that cheerleading outfit off you don’t ever have to wear it again, okay?” She nodded and smiled at him. “I’m sorry if I’m not very good,” she said as he settled himself on her double bed. “You’re perfect,” he said. She lifted one foot up onto the end of the bed to take off her sock. With no panties on. He said okay. After a few days he invited me to his flat in the evening and said he has a surprise for me. I went to his flat and after I entered he gave me a box and asked me to go to the next room and open it. I did as he said and when I opened the box I was in all tears, it had a beautiful bridal saree, jewellery, a Mangal sutra and a small box of sindoor. I immediately understood I was officially about to become Mrs. Abhijeet. I dressed up instantly and I looked like fresh new bride, I was.