DeLuxious," I replied.She giggled. "Lux is fine." Ok...Lux." Come have a seat," she said, patting the cushion next to her. I complied."So," I said to ...reak the ice, "How's the story coming?" Eh," she shrugged, "Not as good as yours. I'm curious...are they true stories?" Not really," I answered. "I guess you could say some of them are 'inspired' by real events, but most of it is made up." Oh," she said, slightly disappointed. "Well, you should try some of them sometime. They seem like a lot of. She observed the tool and gave a naughty smile. I went and sat on the dining table. She came with food and served the food, I was about to start eating. I can Feel her hands on my tool. I asked her “what are you doing?” She said “Having my dinner!!” I told her to wait. But she was so horny and not listening anything. Somehow I finished my dinner and washed my hand.Then I took her to the kitchen, I just move her nighty upwards and told her bent on shelves. I removed her panty and started to kiss. No girl would even look at me. I'm sure you never would, ordinarily." He gave her a wry smile and said, "And I've heard a bunch of Jill Peters stories. How she's a beautiful girl who uses her feminine wiles to get people to reveal their innermost secrets. She's a girl who travels the world on exciting international business assignments. I always thought that a Jill Peters not only wouldn't see me at a party, she would look right through me if I were standing in front of her."Jill's eyes were. Ad, from the look on Santa’s face as he removed his beard, my buns would be featured prominently in his present to me. There was my Santa still sitting down decked out in a suit of red with a large black belt and a red with white fur trimmed cap. He settled into an armless large white wooden chair, brushed off his red clad lap and tapped it for me to come forward. I nodded my refusal and turned to retreat. But, Santa had a treat for me. I heard a clatter behind me, so, I spun around to see what.