What am I going to do with you? You are a very beautiful, very capable young woman, yet you insist on rattling everyone's cage you come across. You co...ld do so much more if you just learned to get along with people instead of butting heads with them." Miss Shit is a bitch! Everyone knows it and everyone hates her! They are just too afraid to stand up to her!" "Maybe so – I don't know her all that well. But whether she is a bitch like you say or not, she still stands between you and a diploma.. After all, it would be no trouble to fit a change of clothes into the toy bag and let Rudolph take the helm for a few minutes while you were changing. Other than hitting an air pocket while applying makeup the job was simplicity itself.Santa began to smooth her skirt and I emerged from my reverie and remembered I was the host here and offered Santa the traditional milk and cookies. Hefting the pack of gifts over her shoulder, Santa followed me into the kitchen, where we talked for what seemed. Carefully disentangling myself from Britney, who was still asleep, Ifound my clothes which had been scattered around the room. I didn'tbother with a bra, I had found that going braless was very comfortable,if not completely appropriate in public.Looking over at Britney, I was amazed at how beautiful that girl lookedjust laying there asleep. I got lost just staring at her wonderful bodyand face, when she finally awoke, and after a few seconds centered hergaze on me.Britney was the first to. Party hard, train hard!” He started laughing and flexed one of his arms before he reached out for his shirt lying on the ground in front of him.As he got up and started to get dressed again, I just watched and tried to make sense of the situation. Why was she in here with him? How could he be playing a game I did not own? What were they doing? How the fuck was this guy's name even? What happened to her dress and underwear? And why was she wearing something completely different now? Did she cry.