So drink up! Who cares that it has 10,000 calories in every sip? It’s not as if you’re going to turn into an eggnog-alcoholic or something. It’s...a treat. Enjoy it. Have one for me. Have two. It’s later than you think. It’s Christmas!o If something comes with gravy, use it. That’s the whole point of gravy. Gravy does not stand alone. Pour it on. Make a volcano out of your mashed potatoes. Fill it with gravy. Eat the volcano. Repeat.o As for mashed potatoes, always ask if they’re made with skim. Holding his note she found his apartment and took a deep breath and knocked on the door. She heard the door unlock and watched it swing open revealing a smiling Neil."Hi, come on in." Neil said, "Glad you could make it."Cindy walked into the little studio and heard Neil close and lock the door, which gave her some brief reservations about being in a strange man's apartment. "But he's a big wheel at school, he won't hurt you." She convinced herself as she looked around."Here you go," Neil said,. Now, all Tom could really see were her breasts and part of her stomach. She stepped to the side so the pumpkin didn’t block his view, and he saw her pussy just over the top of the table. Her breasts jiggled while she cut into the pumpkin, and once the top was off, she worked on getting the goop out of it. She was elbows deep in pumpkin slime, naked, in their kitchen, and Tom couldn’t think of a anything sexier. He stood and stepped into the kitchen. ‘Decide to help after all?’ ‘Oh yes. I. I got all of my rage out, don’t worry honey,” dad said to mom.Mom, being the human lie detector she was, looked at him and breathed a sigh of relief, and when she relaxed, the rest of us did, mom knew dad better than any of us, and if she believed him when he said he was calm, then he was calm. He gave her a little half smile to help reassure her, and she gave one back, and I thought the situation at least had somewhat taken a step in the right direction, but when he looked at me he instantly.