Reds always made me sleepy. Too late. This time I was off for good.The song was still playing when I started to wake up, although I slowly became awar... that it was a somewhat different version.You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry / You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why / Santa Claus is going to town /Santa Claus is going to town / And Mrs. Claus is cumming tonight.She's making a list, she's checkin' it twice / She's gonna find out whose naughty AND nice / Santa Claus is going to. Fourth, a shot of Laura with her blouse open down the front and since she wasn't wearing a bra, the image showed the beautiful sides of her titties and the valley in between . . . fifth, a change of action, showing Brian unzipping his pants, then reaching inside and finally the image of his huge cock lewdly sticking out of the zipper and shelling ropes of jism into the air. "Honey, it's alright that you have a boyfriend . . . and very normal. I'm not going to pry into your life. I'm just. Hang in there. You love Terry, so just be honest with him, and the doctor." And myself," she added.I smiled, "You do that, and everything will be okay." Kevin?" Yes?" Thank you." Don't mention it, I'll call you later, okay?"One of Cindy's hands dropped out of my shirt and began to caress the bulge in my jeans."Okay. Kevin, there's just one thing." What's that?" Yesterday at the hospital, you said that you knew about Bailey and me." Yes, I remember," I replied, a little confused."You don't know. I could feel my orgasm swelling up inside of me. I stuck a third finger in and pumped my fingers in and out faster.A soft tap came from the window behind my head, paired with a flashlight. "Police. I got a call about someone in this cars description acting suspicious but now I can see why."A female cop was standing in the window. "Get out of the car." She barked at me.I scrambled out of the back seat, trying to cover myself with my hands as much as I could. The cop was about half a foot taller.