Big, brown, puppy dog eyes. Those pitiful puppy dog eyes that made you, all of sudden, want to take him inside your house, feed him, and give him a ni...e warm bed to lie in. Or let him share old Fido's backyard house. The one with the nice and warm straw bed in it.His race? Caucasian, for sure, with a mix of something else thrown in. What the something else was, no one knew for sure, but people loved to guess. Mulatto, maybe? Could be. A tad american Indian? Could be. Black? Asian? How about. ‘Don’t!’ I moved even further away before I turned to look at him. ‘I don’t want your pity. I don’t need you to feel sorry for me.’ He spread his hands. ‘I don’t. I happen to love you.’ ‘This is nuts.’ I shook my head. ‘You don’t love me. Ok, maybe you do. But as a friend, a sister, a . . . a companion.’ I started pacing back and forth. ‘You know everything about me. We’re comfortable with each other like a pair of old shoes.’ I sighed. ‘I need more. I need it all. I need to be swept off my. I arranged to collect the black girl and bring her back to our house, this is how the wife wanted it to happen, when we got back we went upstairs only to find my wife naked on the bed wanking with her hitachi wand, I shouted at her what have I told you about that, no wanking without me, with that I turned her over and slapped her ass, the black girl was bemused, I beckoned her over and said slap that fine white ass and she gingerly slapped it but soon got the rhythm and started to enjoy it.Then. Fuck that, that's not how we do it. Some people dress up, others are in jeans and their old hoodie, we have a great meal and then avail ourselves of our gracious hostess' hospitality and open bar. We eat, we drink, we smoke, we dance, and we are very very merry.To begin, I must provide a little history. This year was my second Christmas Party with this company, when I attended last year's party, I had only been employed there for about a month, still very new and didn't know many people. .