She is a danger to production quotas and must be banished with the other two backsliders.Remember the new 2017 North Pole slogan and use it often when...temptation is in the neighborhood.“Production is more important than pleasure for all true Elves.”*Maisie had the sense that she was being unfairly treated by being included with the deportation of the other two female Elves. In her opinion, Irene and Doreen were common sluts. They were the sort of Elf that would spread their legs for any male. Nathan is home." It's okay," I said. "I just wanted our lawns looking perfect for the barbecue tomorrow. Half the people there will be customers and the other half are potential customers." I wasn't that worried about it anyway, Janet and I had long since dispensed with the idea that we'd fuck only on the days I'd do lawn work for her. She fit me in whenever I had space in my schedule and we had the time -- which was most every weekday, really."Well, I'll let everyone know your virtues," she. It was like most nights for her. She sat dressed in a simple satin chemise, bra, panties.. no garter belt or stockings, no wig, no makeup.. visually she looked like a perverted transvestite, but just wearing her sexy lingerie was more than enough to take the edge off the dysphoric disconnection of being male and having sexual urges with the feminine tilt to everything. Site after site she scrolled through before deciding that she had enough. She was certain there were no dominant tops in her. Then the door opened to what I was later to find out was the bathroom and Helen, my mother-in-law, walked out.My throat was so dry I barely could talk, but I managed to croak out, “Helen, where’s Mandy?”I can’t begin to describe the look Helen gave me.Fear, anguish, pain, despair all crossed her face before she burst into tears.Suddenly it hit.I remembered the look the nurse and doctor in Germany had given each other when I asked about my wife.And the look the nurse and doctor had given each.