No nothing much really. Same ol shit. It's just hard. Letting that fat old fart fuck me. Having to smile at him while I suck his dick," she complained...bitterly to her sister and best friend. The machine was still taping."Why don't you leave him, I mean you obviously can't stand him, you've only been married for a little over a year. Cut your losses honey and move on I say."Oh god, would she do it, would she really admit to not loving my dad, on tape?!"I am miserable. Beth I hate my life right. Now that I can judge for myself, I think you're fucking bat shit crazy!" Well, when I asked about you, I was told that of all the athletic models who would pose nude for me, you had the best body and were the only one safe to bring into a house with a teen age daughter. I haven't seen anything that would make me doubt that assessment yet." I don't know about that. I wouldn't feel comfortable being left alone in a room with your jailbait daughter after the way you've been egging me on about her. I grabbed her red hair and pulled her head back up hard. She screamed in pain, but I quickly shoved the balled up tights into the girl’s mouth. I tied the legs of the tights around her head to secure the gag. She screamed unintelligible things through her gag as I rolled her back on to her back. I stood up and watched the girl squirm for a bit. Her legs looked for fantastic in those opaque tights. I was surprised to see that she still had on both her shoes with all the struggling she had been. In the corner of the room, hung the Christmas red Santa suit, in a clear plastic bag. A smile crept across Nick’s face as he made a beeline for the suit. This was Nicks’ favorite time of year. He got to bring a little happiness into children’s lives as he took a month off of work. He dressed up as Santa and donated the proceeds of his Santa work to Toys for Tots. He grabbed the suit, headed downstairs, and out to his car. Still with a huge grin on his face, he drove off to the dry cleaners..