She was leaving on Saturday.I guess she read my mind. "It's OK. I'll be happy there." She giggled, "If I get bored, I can go into the shop next door."...t was an adult entertainment and toy store. "Just don't spend so much time shopping that you miss your appointment."When we put our groceries away, I sat for another cup of coffee. It had been in the pot too long. She apparently saw the grimace on my face and went immediately to make a fresh pot. While she was doing that, I asked, "Did you call. But No, she really couldn't blame anyone but herselfher brattiness. Weirdly, now that she wasn't even really pure Devillaany-more, she couldn't even wholly blame herself. Her actions from nowon, those were her own, and that scared her. If she took a misstep, shewould be responsible. If would be her mistake, whoever she was, thatstrange amalgam of Devilla and Jacob. Abigail would not be the only oneto suffer. Whole species might go extinct. Even if Lucy might not intendfor that to happen, she. My uncle started telling us sexy yokes my mother started laughing and feeling very relax, uncle told us one about a woman with big breasts, daddy started touching my mother's back and saying, she has very nice breasts, my mother slapping daddy on the shoulder saying husband behave your self while looking at my uncle, after a while of laughing and drinking more Raki, my mother started playing with her hair, I decide to go to the next level, I play belly dancing music, soon the men started. On one hand she was the boss’ wife, a guy that could send me to the far corners of the planet and leave me for dead, but on the other hand it was the elf I had always wanted. “So… ah… well then…that’s interesting,” I stammered. As I was freaking out, Mrs. Claus opened her robe and revealed the sexy bra and panties she was wearing as well as her extremely tight body. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on her and even in the low light I could see her pinky sized nipples poking the silky fabric of her.