It’s not an hour before her boss calls for her, screaming in a voice only a banshee could love.“Bancroft! Get in here!”Elena shuffles toward the...corner office, head held high and expecting the worst.“You called?”“Bancroft, are you busy?”“No ma’am, I’m—““Good.” The tall blond cuts her off. “I’ve got a job for you.”“What kind of job?”The fortyish woman’s emerald eyes gleam slyly. Elena glances at the name plate on her desk. KATYE LEWIS. Her parents must have been beatniks to give her such a. Stevens.”Looking up, she saw John Jensen staring at her boobs. Leaning over as she was, he got quite an eyeful.John was a former student. He had been in one of her remedial reading classes when he was a senior. He always was a little shit, but she wasn’t going to dignify his comment. Instead, she stood and gave him a dirty look and went inside.“That little bastard...”“Who’s a little bastard, Mom?” Lisa hadn’t realized her son was in the room.She looked at him and smiled, “You never mind. You. Which you’d prefer is up to you though. Just let Dad and Frank know when they have to clean up after themselves and you’re good.”“And how will we do the billing?” she asked next.“Dad’s gonna handle that for me,” I said honestly. “He’s got an information package for you at his place and he’s taking a little time off so that he can be there when we get there tomorrow so he can meet you and show you around. You’re going to be salaried, full-time and that’ll come with benefits. He’s doing the. . wants...... ANAL!!!” he yelled, ramming his cock, hard and fast, right up her tight, puckering, little ass, causing the panties to fly off her beautiful face.“Oh, yes, Santa!” cried Jilnar, who probably loved anal a lot more than any good little girl should, “Fuck my ass!”“OHHHHHHH!!!!” screamed Santa maniacally, “You bad, bad little girl! You bad, bad little.... SLUT!!” “Oh, yes, Santa!” she screamed, “Make me a good little slut, Santa! Please make me a good little slut!”Santa was pounding.