Charlie was areally good kid. Of course, he did some bad things every once in a while,but nothing extremely bad. Lately his elves had reported a stran...ebehavior on him, and some unusual activities, but he dismissed them as thecuriosity of a boy. Charlie was 12, and Santa knew that it was probablythe last year he would write to him. He sighed and started reading."Dear Santa:This year I've been a good kid. I have good grades and I pay attention tomy mom. I help my grandma cleaning the house and I. For those who don’t know me please read the earlier parts before reading this as there is no time for introduction again sorry guys. More over I want to make a point clear that Iam not a call girl or Bitch. Let me move on to the story.Next day morning, I got a call from police station. My husband spoke to me honey it’s me”I said “hi dear how are you?” he replies, Darling I am release today and all the cases on me are been withdrawn by my boss I am happy now and Iam coming there to see you. I. Ditto for the big glittering earringstugging at his ears. Whatever they'd done to him would take a while toundo. And just who the hell were "they," anyway? What the fuck had hedone to deserve all this? He made documentaries for crying out loud!Was this just some random abduction?As if in response to his thoughts, he could hear the studio door openand the sound of footsteps coming closer. For a moment he wondered ifhe should pretend to be asleep and try and surprise his abductors, butwhile he. " Oh, I do," he perked up."Then lets dance," she stood up. He led her to the floor excited as his brother was. She held Michael close as could be tolerated in Chicago's High Society. Several times she brushed a leg lightly near his crotch. She looked down an saw that his hardness grew. Michelle had a premonition that his penis was long the way it stuck out of his pants. She glanced at Madelain and saw the hurt jealousy on her face. Michelle gloated on the inside paying attention on the giant of.