Yep, that's when it was. It was, without a doubt, the most interesting Christmas I've ever had.My wife and I had been having some problems just before...that. I didn't realize it at the time but it was all my fault really. I was having trouble accepting the fact that I was turning thirty years old. It wasn't a conscious decision on my part, but the fact that it was coming, made me act like a real bear for the three or four months leading up to my birthday; which falls on December the twenty. Knocked the door but no body answered, the door was partially opened. I opened the door and went inside, it was all dark in there but some light was coming through the closed windows. I checked the dinning hall and front rooms of the house to find out if any one is there. I asked in a loud voice if any one is there, but no one answered. I went near the door of master bedroom and opened it, to my utter surprise my aunty was sleeping there. She was in a deep sleep, I looked at her and she was. The first time Anna had won and the second time Marlene had given her a beating which had kept the tall bony blonde off the streets for days. This time Anna planned to challenge Marlene to a cunt fight at the brothel. The winner would have exclusive “use” of Yolanda (whether it pleased the Italian dyke or not). An explicit message was delivered to Marlene in her store by a local boy. Marlene smiled. She was not unhappy to engage in a sexfight with the older blonde. The event was to take place. Could I have done anything more embarrassing?I considered calling my Aunt and begging her to take me back. Ithought about just simply running away or asking the college to find mealternative accommodation, but how could I explain why I needed it? Inthe end, in a state of dejection with my mind reeling, I flopped downon the bed and fell into a deep, exhausted sleep.-O-I woke the next morning with a moment of calm before the painfulmemories of the previous evening returned. I sighed and.