"Your clothes did change. I've heard that happens when the clause is invoked." What clause?" yelled Bob."The Santa clause," said Gwyneth."The Santa Cl...us I landed on?" Bob frowned. He made another delivery and was back in seconds."No. It's a clause in the North Pole Contract of Operations. Santa works hard. He's only good for three or four hundred years before all this wears him out. So a new Santa has to be found. The clause stipulates how that process takes place." The North Pole works under. The usual bells and whistles started to meld into one droning sound as Laylah sat on the bench closest to the gate that she was leaving. She adjusted the dress she was wearing and smoothed the wrinkles in her lap as she produced a velvet covered journal from the simple handbag that she had brought with her. Her mind was full of anticipation, and she knew she had to write it the thoughts down; after all, they could make for some interesting poetry at a later date.As she removed the cap from her. Why did you buy another house? You can have this one all to yourself if you want as I think I'll have to move and start over somewhere else." Not just me Terry. The gang bought a house. The musketeers bought a mansion, we're all going to live together." Oh no." Terry said covering her face with her hand. "You turned your crew onto Steve. Oh no. Poor Steve. Have you met these loonies Steve?"I was grinning and nodding my head. "Yep, met 'em all. At least most of them I think." He met Julie as. "WAIT a second Max." he said it with so much authority I stopped in my tracks, "you haven't even washed your body yet, how old are you max?" I didn't know what to say I was still looking at the wall my entire body was shaking and for some reason I noticed when I looked down I was rock hard, why did the thought of this man looking at my ass wanting to see me wash my body turn me on? I was afraid to think about it, I knew I liked girls so why did I want him to touch my ass I felt ashamed, and.