”“What did you have for dinner? Pizza?”“Uh, Adam and Jessica did. I skipped dinner.”Her expression told me to elaborate.“I keep throwing u..., okay? And it has nothing to do with the drink. I was throwing up before I opened the bottle.”My mom let out a resigned sigh, and after a moment she said, “Timmy, you’re not invincible. Tomorrow, no more than ten girls.”“Ten!”“Yes, and then five on Sunday. And then ten next Saturday. Even your father doesn’t have the stamina to do sixteen girls in one day,. While my body still squirmed, he pulled back and looked at me.“I don't want to be lonely this Christmas,” he said. “Would you like to come back to my apartment and keep me company?”Gulped and nodded. “Yeah, that sounds good.”Jack smiled. “Wonderful. A beautiful Christmas Angel for Christmas Eve.”“A naughty Christmas Angel for Christmas Eve,” I giggled.“I'll try and keep you in line,” he said and gave me a quick smack on my ass. I almost came there and then.* * * *I stood alone in a little. You know, }} Was Hotdog's response.{{Yeah, I know exactly what you mean, }} interjected Rex, a great Dane. One of two owned by widow Crenshaw.{{Yeah! With all of our masters out to work and such there's just nothing to do, }} was Shep's reply.{{Ain't that the truth, }} this came from King, widow Crenshaw's other Dane.{{Find anything interesting to do today?}} Asked King.{{Not a thing, }} replied Shep.{{Well I did have a bit of fun with a pussy earlier, }} interjected Hotdog.{{Really?}} Inquired. I'll just have to bide my time. Like feeding that bull. Then a guy came ridin' in and all hell broke loose. Something about water. Anyhow, Maddy was up and givin' orders so I just walked a bit and drained the lizard. Then I had a cup of tea and a chunk of cake and we were packin' and saddling up. Maddy said I should mind the bulls, so I moseyed over to their fake corral. The lead bull came over. He knew somethin' was up. I just scratched the top of his nose and then patted him. He whuffed back..