First, it had been years since anyone inour family had pretended gifts were from Santa. And then, there was thatword, "Believe" - reminiscent of that ...ooth, and quite unlike anything myparents would write.The parcel was soft, like an item of clothing. I decided, since it wasn'tfrom my parents, I could sneak back down to my room and open it.So back in my room I opened it: it was girl's clothing: a red dress, bra andpanties, some girl's sandals, and a bikini.What was I to do? It was certainly a. “You’ve done a great job getting the staff ready, now all we have to do is execute” he said bluntly.Short, sweet, and to the point. What was wrong with this picture she thought to herself. No “let me see your tits”. No “stroke my cock”. No “how about a quick fuck” What was about to go wrong. She was sure this was only a temporary change.Rebecca and Sarah road to the airport in one of the resort’s SUV limousines the next morning. They were dressed in matching white push up bras and matching. " Or you can always spend the 2,000 instead," she said, shrugging."No, fine," I sighed. I looked over at the clock. "Abstinence for 35 hours."That night my cock twitched helplessly as my naked grandmother snuggled up to me. sleep came hard, but not nearly so hard as the next night, Christmas Eve. I tossed and turned, fully erect. I couple of times I rubbed my hand over her ass or breast, but of course that only made it worse. Somewhere in the wee hours of the morning, I finally drifted. I seemed to hear a voice outside. I pulled my trousers up and went to look. I kept wandering and wandering, soon i realized i had been miles away from the camps. There was nothing but sand dunes. Something caught my eyes, something was shining in sand. I went over to see and i found a lamp. It looked like a genies lamps like we see in movies but i was the size of a keychain. I really thought of it as a joke, actually picked it up and rubbed it. It seemed funny to do that, but what happened was.