" "Tell me about it!", said Timmy, "I've seen the ads on TV!" Tingaling rolled her eyes again. Kids these days. She flew around the room, and perche... on the end of the bed, legs crossed, wand in hand. She eyed Timmy up and down, he was quite fit, she wouldn't mind getting some kisses under the mistletoe from him. He shouldn't still be on the list, she thought, Santa's cocked up again. Never mind, she was here to do a job, so better get on with it. "Right, Timmy, I can make your wishes come. But a relationship between us is going to be complicated. After this weekend, I don't know when I can see you again. It's not like you can come see me or I can see you every weekend. You still live here with your parents. It'd be one thing if you were on your own and could visit me or I could visit you. But the only way that's going to happen is if you can get away and I don't know how you could do that."She said, "Well, maybe I can tell my parents I'm staying over at a friend's some weekend. Clark continued.“The first time I went down from the cabin you were worried that I would not return. You held onto me and, at that moment, I knew there was something special about you and I didn’t want to lose you ever.”Katie blushed and smiled.“I love and respect your spiritual devotion and it makes me want to try harder to be that way myself. We both love to plant corn and dream of making a bigger home so together we can fill it with happiness and hope.”Katie began to realize the significance. "I'd really like it if you could eat me out and finger my ass at the same time," she said, getting into position.I cheerfully knelt down in front of the bed to do as she asked. There was a crunching noise and my right knee flared in pain.Somehow, the young woman's glasses had fallen off of the nightstand and on to the floor. I had accidentally kneeled on her glasses, crushing them and sending glass into my kneecap into the bargain. I had to go to the hospital for stitches.Our friend laughed and.