. I’ve retreated into sexual fantasies – thinking about stuff and touching myself. I tried to tell him about the things that turn me on ... But he...��s such a nicey-nice that he just sort-of pretended I hadn’t said anything.”Back to images of her at her desk. Clicking at her computer mouse, we can vaguely see the images on the screen are of bestiality.“I’ve been hanging around internet bestiality forums for a couple of years now, looking at pictures and getting jealous ... Sharing my fantasies. Santa would be given a note stating the names of the family members and some basic information (like; “Andy needs to do better to remember bringing his homework to school each day!”) to help Santa seem like he knew the family. Every year, the “SSSS” was looking for new people to be “Santa” and help out. If you did well, you were invited to do it again next year.“SSSS?” I asked? “Super Secret Santa Society,” was the answer. They supplied the suit and all the stuff. I just had to show up and. "I just happen to be going that way."The man was hardly able to keep his eyes on the road. As they slowly drove out of town, she moved over closer to him. This was a stranger, a man whom she'd never seen before and probably would never see again. She pressed her soft, youthful tits against his arm and the man turned so fast that she was almost knocked to the other side of the car."What are you after, honey?" he asked her.She laughed, flirting with her eyes. "Some kicks, a little. She told me she had planned to put a lot of the stuff up for sale but the house sold before she could.As we walked the upstairs flat she described how the unit had been last used by a production company to make educational videos. Looking at the dining room with a futon bed in the center and very little furniture around it, made me wonder what the last kind of film was. There was way more stuff than I had anticipated and asked Mark if he could pull a trailer with his van, and he said sure so I.