Well, of course this year is no exception. Guess I’m just not a holiday catch. I am Stanley, nothing much just Stanley. Rather average guy with a lo...sy job and not a lot of friends. So far this has been a pretty good story huh. This year for a little extra cash I got a Santa gig at the mall, gives me something to do and I figured there was a good chance I might get a few nice tushes riding my lap some of the time. Nope, all I am getting are little bratty kids, some even crying, now that’s the. I didn’t feel guilty as I was thinking like this about my brother. He then told me why he stopped contacting me. As he went abroad, he became too busy to contact anyone. He also gave me a few more reasons which got me convinced. He told he was on a trip to the USA now and would stay here for a week. He saw me in the hotel lobby so contacted me.My brother told me I turned even more sexy than before and my boobies have got even bigger. While saying this, he rubbed my boobs over my shirt. I. Door is still locked by occupants." The red icon had vanished, but the blue one remained.Steve considered his options, then spoke again, "Monitor: message to Betty. My name is Steve Miller; can I come in? Raul is out of the picture; it's safe to come out."There was a long pause, then a voice came from the speaker next to the door. "How do I know you're not like him?" Steve shrugged, and said, "I don't suppose I can prove it. I could tell you to call my wife, Anna at SM03-Pi and ask her, but. That’s the thing about fantasies, they don’t have to be practical.’ ‘That does sound exciting, I mean, for me too.’ she paused and from the look on her face and the excited flush that coloured her cheeks I could see that my fantasy had caught her imagination. ‘The more I think about it the more I’m sure I’d like it too. We must have a think about how we’d go about it Rob.’ ‘O.K. – but for now let me make a practical suggestion. I’d better sort some of this stuff out, it won’t take long but I.