Sure go ahead," Robbie replies."Please don't," he begs trying to pull my hand off his cock."Strip!" I command him."Please let me go," he begs."I SAID ...TRIP!" My voice more threatening and I see it startles him. I squeeze his cock and balls hard and he cries out in pain. Reluctantly he removes his shirt, then I let his cock go and he bends down to remove his shoes, socks and shorts.I nod over to Robbie and he presses a button, the curtains slowly open. Andy has his back to the audience so I. The room was small, if only because one wall was lined with servers. It took a lot of power, but kept me independent from third parties.Before I left last night, I wired Simon’s laptop into the system behind a firewall and a write-blocker. Then I spun the disk up and did a full spectrum analysis of the hard drive, including making two copies of the disk on new drives. I disconnected the laptop from the system and locked it and one backup in the safe in the vault. I wouldn’t touch the subject. “Santa do you have a CAP Card? Do you consider yourself a stud?” Clara could not believe that she had said that. Angela giggled.Santa asked Mrs. Claus to grab his bag. Mrs. Claus was a buxom middle-aged lady, or well, it was hard to tell under the costume and wig. Santa pulled out his card from a suit bag that he obviously used for the Santa costume. He had a quite respectable 6.0. Clara popped it into her card reader. He was not very aggressive. Less than she was actually. A decent parent,. Also there was a lovely, sultry face that just radiated with the inner slut of a woman comfortable with her degenerate sexuality. Vix had a dimple on the left side of her face, just a couple of centimetres out from the corner of her mouth, but this just added to the attraction of her gorgeous, well proportioned looks. It gave her character, and was also pretty damn cute and sexy in its own special way. I could just imagine how it would look, watching her intensely as her beautiful facial.