I’m a total fucking fraud.”“No, you’re not,” I said. “You might not know death but you know loss; you know disappointment and despair. Tha...’s what that song was about. You can’t sing it with that much emotion if you have no frame of reference.”“Today is the first time I’ve ever been comfortable with it,” Liz admitted. “I hate the song. I mean, I don’t hate the song. I hate the person I was when I wrote it. Now, I guess when I think about your dad and Mary, it’s better for me. I understand it. Without any ceremony Gladys pulled her fingers free from the woman’s arse at the same time ripping out the phallus that was dripping from the milk. She looked obscene as she walked back to the others the giant fake cock swinging between her legs. One of the other ladies helped her off with it and another into her dress. She was now a presentable elderly lady of society.GRACE: There was some pain when Gladys yanked the huge dildo from my pussy but it was soothed by the warm milk that had shot. Barns,” her voice a melodious chorus of pure delight. “Good morning Kay,” he said trying to keep a growl out of his voice. “Could you come in here, please?” “Of course Mr. Barns,” she said, practically bouncing into his spacious office. She moved fluidly to his desk, her eyes twinkling as she looked at him. “Kay, you do realize you’re supposed to be here at eight a.m., right?” She leaned in closer, her thighs pressing against his desk as she whispered, “Yes John, but since…you know…this. Past experience had taught me that I could not get to all of them, no matter how hard I tried. Somehow the spirit of a thousand Santas compelled me to persevere, and kneel at Millie’s feet. Taking her frail hand in mine, and looking her straight into the eye, I said, ‘Millie, Santa has come all the way from the North Pole just to wish you a Merry Christmas, and give you this little candy cane. And by God, he’s not going back to the North Pole until you smile for him.’ Millie immediately.