” This gave me an immediate hard on, but I wasn’t sure I was going to survive. I had no sleep last night and spent most of the day lifting heavy b...xes into my new apartment. I decided I would wait until I had more time to respond. Finally, it was the end of the day, I had a bed to sleep on and all of the essentials were unpacked. I took a shower and during the shower I remembered the text. I respond “Sorry, I haven’t gotten back to you sooner as you know I was moving out today. As much I would. We walked down a hallway to a door. It was open and I could see that Santa was inside. Adam said: "Sara this is…" and before he could say anymore Santa said: "So are you the girl Adam told me wanted to be an Elf?"I said yes sir. He turned around and he smiled and looked me up and down. He asked Adam to get him a Coke and asked me if I wanted one too? I said yes please. Adam then looked at me as he walked out and gave me a wink. So Santa told me to come over and sit down. "So…Sara is it?" I. The Vet arrived in a midst of this chaos, and immediately took control, she was in her early thirties, long dark hair scrunched into a pony tail, but strands were loose and framed an elegant face with fine features, that even at 9.40 on a winter’s Saturday night with no makeup and full of concentration, seemed to radiate an inner beauty, a sense of inner strength and calm that I had not seen for a long, long time. Her body although hidden by heavy work close also appeared to carry on this sense. She was a good student, and caught on well, but had the same fears of not making straight A’s that I had. Mine had been because of medical school, hers was because her parents would accept nothing less.“I think you’re doing well,” I said. “I’m confident you’ll have your straight A’s.”“You won’t keep helping me?”“Sorry, that’s not what I meant or meant to imply. I was praising you!”Kimiko smiled, nodding slightly, “Thank you. And I’m sorry.”“It’s OK. Perhaps it’s a cultural misunderstanding.”“My.