“We’ve been thinking. We both have a Daddy now, but we don’t have a mother. I know she’s your sister and I’m a stranger, but we’d like to ...all you mother, or Momma? May we?”Tears sprang into her eyes, and she knelt, opening her arms. They piled in, giving her a tremendous hug. When they finally broke, Sabrina smiled. “Is it all right then? We call you Momma?”“That would please me greatly, my babies. I, in turn will introduce you from now on as my daughters. Now come, my children, and escort us. " "Fine", Carol said, giving in to her friend's cajoling.As they stood in line, Carol was glad she had given in. She still secretly believed in Santa, even though she knew it was foolish. She knew there wasn't actually a man living at the north pole with elves who delivered toys all over the world in one night. But she still believed in the idea of Santa, that the world could be full of magic and wonder, if you only looked.Before she knew it, it was her turn in line. As she walked up to the. There are just us three, late in the office, thinking about the weekend. Mike sits on my desk. “Hey Madison, you beautiful creature,” he says, “What do you girls think about when you finger fuck yourselves?”“Ask them,” I say smoothly and smile sweetly, not rising to the bait.Jed sits beside Mike. “What does Madison think about?” he asks quietly, “When she gets herself off.”“What makes you think I do,” I say primly, wide eyed and innocent.“Oh you do,” murmurs Jed. He looks at my breasts and I. I was on a greet and meet lunch date with a man when he made a few crude remarks to me after I shot his aggressive advances down. The gentleman in the next booth took offense to my date’s remarks and “handled” his bad behavior. When the officers arrived, they found that my former date was on the floor bleeding with me kneeling at his side holding a napkin on his superficial injury. As I looked looked up, I got a better look at one of the police officers.I said, “Allen? Is that you?”He looked up.