Can you just see if she is in your school? She would be in kindergarten, I would guess. Please, I’m not going to do anything crazy, I promise.’ Sh... said she would do it, against her better judgment. Cindy called me a couple of days later and said the little girl was Jessica Dilly, she wouldn’t tell me anymore. Ray had found me a replacement Santa, and I was back at my regular job. In a sense I kind of missed the kids, at least those that weren’t brats. I was in my office looking through phone. She didn’t move, nor did she say anything, as if she wanted to encourage me. My hand moved up and started to massage her calf. I didn’t know what exactly I was about to do, but I was highly excited. When I placed my hand over her knee, she clicked the pen a couple of times, but didn’t stop me. Her thighs felt like silk… “Debbie, the boss wants to see you,” a woman said loudly, and then went on her way. I jumped as if stung by a wasp and took the screwdriver. “I’m coming in a minute,” she. That was the setting of my home coming.When I arrived, she helped me move my car load of stuff and get organized. She was very excited to have me back home. Lots of questions and wondering how long I was going to stay. It wasn’t very long that the comparison was made to ten years prior. “Just like when we lived in that horrible little town.” We reminisced a lot and it was this reminiscing that set the whole year in motion. Our many games were fondly recounted, some of which I could not remember. Do I have to? Yeah, take off your clothes, it's better that way. Please, do I have to? Yeah, take 'em off he said. No one will see you but me. It's more fun that way. I want to see you without clothes on. You're so cute. Come on, take 'em off. So I pulled off my tee shirt and laid it on the nearby picnic table and slipped out of my shorts and put them on top of my tee shirt and stood there naked before him, both of us behind the large tree, my clothes now out of my reach. He pulled me.