. you need to clean up after your dogs tomorrow morning. The last thing we need is a bunch of people stepping in shit."I was all set to put on my "ple...se help poor little old me" act when Sara said, "I'll do it. You guys have enough to do without picking up shit."Both Mary and I thanked her.Mom came down the hall. "Oh, there you are. I just tried to call you. Jill, your father called a few minutes ago. He and Wanda will be here in about 45 minutes. They're bringing pizza."Mary said, "From. The door creaked open and it was very dimly lit but needs must so I walked in and there was no urinal but just 2 cubicles, I walked into one and shut the door looking at all the graffiti on the walls, it was all quite amusing. As I was standing there with my cock in my hand doing the business I was totally oblivious to someone walking in and going into the cubicle next to me, I was far too busy thinking about the few joggers I had seen and reading the walls and it was as I was reading the. He had to find out.Creeping out of his room, he crouched at the top banister. Peering downhe caught a glimpse of red. Then he saw the back of Santa's suit. Heshrank back as Santa turned to his bag. What was behind him causedChris's heart to sink. It was a bike. It was a sparkly purple bike. Itwas a girl's bike! It had a pink and white backpack attached and hadpink, purple, and white streamers coming out of the handlebars.What Santa did next made Chris think he was dreaming. He pulled out ofhis. " I couldn't help it: my tonguecontinued on its own. "Why do you tolerate these impositions on you sogracefully?" Is my behaviour not to your liking?" It is..." Delightful. Lovely. Infuriating. "Entertaining." That is good. I have come to understand that my situation is very mucha deserved humbling, decreed by gods. The only way a failure of askyspeaker like me can carry out my duties to my people is by trying togarner your good will. The Vatins would benefit from your friendship,and suffer.