He came out in the same pants, but without his vest.After I re-bandaged him I gave him a pair of my dad’s old slacks and a shirt. I didn’t have an... skivvies, but I didn’t think he’d been wearing any, either; he’d have to go commando. He understood the buttons OK, but I had to show him the zipper.He started to change right there, but I stopped him before he got too exposed and shooed him back in the john. He went; he seems to do everything I tell him.He came out holding up the pants; the length. ”“And?” said Sandrine.“It is wanton. Men and women dance naked, bare, under the moonlight if there is a moon, in the darkness except for the light of the torches if there is no moonlight.” Mistress Heathcoate shivered. “It is quite remarkable.” She twisted in her chair as though she had a sudden itch. “Quite remarkable.”Sandrine and Amélie exchanged a glance. They understood Mistress Heathcoate perfectly.“What happened, then, Mistress Heathcoate?” asked Amélie.“I saw someone disappear,” she. He then shifted his attention to my boobs as he devoured them hungrily. Squeezing, sucking, kissing, and licking them ferociously, he enjoyed every inch of them. I loved it!I wrapped his head inside them with my arms and kissed his forehead. It was a moment of unbridled passion and love. At that moment, I didn’t care that I didn’t even know him. His hunger and his lust had me hooked. He was mine, and I was his.The repairman then went further south and started sucking my navel and waist. He bit. Santa then stepped forward and faced Candice who was standing by the dining table. Reaching into his red suit, Santa fetched a slender black metallic baton, around twelve inches long. Santa then presented Candice with her special Christmas present. “Here is my gift to you Mrs. Martin. I need to pass this on to someone who can use it wisely, before my time is up. I feel that I can trust you with this enormous responsibility. All you need to do Mrs. Martin, is to point the baton at a person or.