I wanted to enjoy the evening weather so considered my options. Maybe astop at the new wine bar down in the Village center might give me someconfidenc... in my appearance and manner. After an hour the mirror justwas too biased. There was a little risk, someone might see through thedisguise. I grabbed my wallet, ahh. Now I needed another accessory. Icould stop at a nearby luggage shop before the bar.I loved the new silky hose on my shaved legs but the suspender was goingto take time to adjust to.. That was when she told me 'that it was a sort of bond, between people that love one another. A most intimate way of sharing life'. She left then, but she must have heard my complaint, because the next night, when she came to my room, there were no panties under her shorty. I was all for going straight for her pussy, but she wouldn't have it. She insisted we go through the whole repertoire we had been practicing, for the last couple of weeks. By the time I was at the top of the front of her. As she continued to think about the morning's events, she felt her panties growing wet. She smiled to herself, enjoying her thoughts."What are you smiling about, Lady?" Hayley asked as she entered the kitchen with a basket of clean laundry."You," Katelyn replied with lust in her eyes. Hayley set down the basket, walked over to Katelyn and kissed her sweet lips. Katelyn looked at Hayley in her short jeans shorts and pink stretchy tank top, and she was overcome by lust. Suddenly, she just had to. "You - you mean it, Santa?" I promise. Would Santa lie to you? Now I've gotta go back to the corner of 5th and Pine. The Salvation Army can't wait all day." With that, Santa walked off onto the streets and disappeared into the crowd, with one loud, "Merry Christmas, everyone!"John glanced at his watch. According to the date, it was December 18. Exactly one week left until Christmas. Oh, well, John figured. Time to finish my Christmas shopping. All that's left is Joan, and I found the.