I'll get him."A moment later, he picked up. I said, "Mister Redd?" Yes, this is Steve Redd."I never heard the other phone hang up and it had that holl...w sound that you could detect when two extensions were picked up. "Mister Redd, this is a call for you only. Is there a time when you may be called back without someone listening in?"He said, "Marla, I have the call. Hang up the extension." I heard a click and the hollow sound went away and stayed away. He said, "I hope there is a good reason for. I asked with a smile “do u need a fill?”. He responded very coldly: “definitely not from you hobo” and turned the other way. I tried to talk to him a few times more, no use and finally realized his eyes were on another guy whom I had known for a long time from the scene. He was wearing a black mask of an executioner. I quickly had a plan and went to talk to him. In about fifteen minutes or so I had his mask and leather vest on. When I came back into the hall, I saw the boy looking at me once. Hanging on the chair behind him was a red Santa jacket, and on the floor was a large pillow. “Merry Christmas my amazing wife,” he said, standing up. “Richard?” she gasped, finally finding her voice. She rushed into his arms, crying. He kissed her as she wept. “Surprised?” “How? When? Why?” “Shhh,” he said. “The Colonel insisted I come home and surprise you and the girls. And last night was amazing.” “Last night? It was you?” she cried. “It sure as fuck wasn’t Santa Claus,” he said as he pulled. Once I saw her boobs, I knew the problem I missed due to not having seen them bare. The way they were popping out before was clear now. Instead of being mostly round, like most girl’s breasts, hers were oval shaped. The edges of the oval touched in the middle of her chest with the outer edges touching her sides. No bikini top for her this year. As luck would have it there was a tankini that would make her look stunning, even with her still having some baby fat. It was a slightly different.