"I knew he liked a teacher in high school, Camille Rice, a math teacher he'd had last year."Mrs. Rice, huh? She is pretty hot." No, Mom, not Mrs. Rice..."Must be someone new, I thought as I asked him who his calendar-pick was."You, Mom, I'd love a calendar of you."Okay, I'll try to be as rational as I can here. Yes, I'm pretty nice looking. I'm thirty-eight, take care of myself pretty well and when I get out of the shower and look in the mirror, well, there's a slight shadow under my boobs but. And foryour information my dear, you are wearing a $2200.00 pair of shoes,carrying a $1650.00 bag and wearing a $3000.00 dress. Take very goodcare of them. Today i will test your ability to transform yourself intoa young lady. I assure you it will not be as harsh as yesterday unlessyou provoke me into punishing you. I will have you changing outfits asthe day goes on, some you will choose yourself so i can see how wellyour taste in clothes is. Now sit while i put some jewelry onyou."silk. She stared daggers at you a couple of times.’ ‘I was just flirting. God nothing bad was going to happen. You didn’t mind did you?’ ‘Not really. Give how reluctant you were to go, it was good to see you having fun.’ Yes I had fun I thought. And I was a little turned on by the flirting. But there was a hint of doubt in my husband’s comments. I looked across at him and felt a surge of desire for my man. ‘Brad,’ I said running my hand up his thigh, ‘I plan on some real fun when we get home.’ ‘Oh. But not church bells or an ice cream truck bell. It was sleigh bells. Thats right, I heard Santas bells. At least, that was my first thought. But then I realized how silly that sounded and I assumed it was my imagination playing tricks on me. That was when I heard it. It sounded like hooves hitting the floor. And seeing how the entire apartment was covered in hardwood flooring and the sound was growing nearer, it could only mean one thing. Whoever, or whatever, was making that sound was.