I didn’t get to eat until nine o’clock in the evening. We set up hours that Santa would be in from ten in the morning until seven in the evening. ...t was almost eight when I saw the last kid the first night. I only took a fifteen minute lunch break since it was so busy, and I wasn’t about to shut down the line on the kids that had waited to see me. On Saturday, it was a lot more manageable. We learned from our mistakes the first day, and there were fewer kids, but you would hardly know it. He then took his hand between her legs. She just started crying as he molested her private areas. He took his hand away and smelled his fingers and just shook his head. The two guards at the door came and grabbed her and pushed her into another door.I was the next in line and he put his hand on my face as to console me in what he was going to do. Just as I was starting to settle he took his other hand and placed it onto my mound and pushed two fingers into my most treasured area. I winced at. And made my way to the bathroom. I watched myself torment my breasts in the mirror above the sink. My breasts felt heavy and full. My nipples so sore. I pulled my skirt up with one hand and the other continued to tease and torment my nipple. I could feel the wetness on my bikini panties. I wanted my other hand on my clit. I watched myself rub my clit through the panties. teasing my clit softly in contrast to pinching my nipple. I leaned against the wall, spread my legs wide and rubbed my clit a. .. BOY!” Initially she aimed to try and lift the machine weights and all and I shook my head, “Leverage GIRL! Even with a Willy I know we can’t lift it in one go.” “Okay then, smarty pants?” We moved to a corner of the equipment and lifted it spinning it in the direction she wanted and then to the opposite side till we managed to ‘walk’ the machine to the spot she wanted. All the time I could smell the fresh sweat (in spite of her probably showering at least twice during the day) she had.