"Do you think she's hot?" He didn't respond. "I bet you do!" she yelped and suddenly lunged at his crotch with one hand. "Oh my god! My brother has a ...ard on while I'm sitting on him!" She made as if to scramble off him but instead put her legs to either side of him and rested her ass on his knees before grabbing his crotch again and sliding her hand down the length of his semi-erection where it was pressed up against his leg under his jeans. Her eyes widened slightly, "Oh my god, you weren't. ‘I was going to bring you breakfast in bed, but seeing as you’re already–‘ He stopped, his eyes narrowing as I stared back at him, heat already rushing into my face. ‘Now what?’ ‘We had unprotected sex,’ I blurted out, even though I knew it was as much my fault as his. ‘I can’t believe we did that. I can’t believe–‘ ‘I know,’ he interrupted, gazing at me for a long moment, his expression quite unreadable. Then abruptly, he reached out to take my hand. ‘Shall we have breakfast?’ ‘But–‘ He. "Sorry," Dad said again, but he was just going through the motions now.There was no way that he could control every bump the road was givingus.Eventually, after a few more pokes, I was able to get the wig pinned andturned back to the bag I had brought with me. I pulled out a long,beadlike necklace that was going to serve as my glam and slipped it overmy head. I also swapped my plain black belt for a white belt that hadsmall fake gems on it. A few bracelets and bangles and a small whitewatch. Herbie one of Santa’s best elves had a little too much peppermint schnapps and was running his mouth telling one of the newer elves about what a slut Mrs. Claus was. He had no idea that Santa himself was in the inn. Santa made Herbie tell him all about the naughtiness that his wife did every year behind Santa’s back. Santa knew his wife wanted an “open marriage,” but still didn’t give his decision about the matter. Santa is a magical guy. He wanted to get back at his wife. He walked outside and.