.. ding... ding... You rang Miss?Yes Wonda, can you please bring tea for Sasha and I.Right away ma'am.What wonderfull house servants you have here Bet...y.Why thank you. Good help is hard to find, but when I find someone who is special, I make sure I get them.So what shall we discuss today?Well, lets see... oh my little angle Jessica got an A in her spelling test yesturday, isnt that wonderfull?Oh it most certainly is. How proud you must be of her. My Cynthia is doing very well herself, only she. The shirt was pulled down to the top of her awesome tits and one areola was exposed. Her leg was kicked over so that her ass was entirely exposed. I'm sure if I looked close enough I would have seen her rose bud. "Quit checking her out asshole!!! She's your fucking daughter!!" screamed the voice in my head.As she started to stir I killed the light and closed the door. I knocked really hard, after taking a moment to compose myself, and this time was rewarded with a sleepy sounding "I'm awake.. " Well it still wasn't very sporting," Parish frowned, "You used asniper rifle so I never even had a chance to see you."I shrugged, "Just business. Just like when you beat me to that chip inVegas. Although, I admit I was pretty pissed when you convinced casinosecurity that I was a cheat and set them on me." It was just a distraction," Parish smirked."Just like when I had the cops in Atlanta pick you up forprostitution," I grinned back, earning a dark glare."Razorback," she mused, saying my code. “Does Mrs. Santa like you to call her dirty names, Hon?” I was a little shocked, but fortunately not enough to lose my erection. “Dirty names? Uhhhh……no,” I said. “Mrs. Santa is kind of conventional that way. And isn’t that degrading, calling a woman dirty names?” “You are so sweet,” she said. “Not if the woman asks for it, Baby. Elves love to be called dirty names. Didn’t you know that?” She winked at me. “And I am your little elf.” “What do you want me to call you?” I asked. She was a little.