He tried to open his booze-laden eyes to see who was making the racket and saw it was the blasted elves again. Those holiday-enthused cretins were so ...ull of Christmas spirit that they made a nuisance at this time of year as far back as he could remember. He wanted to shout out for them to cease and desist before he made them into little pieces of elves all over the snow.He groaned as he remembered the night before with the two female Santa-helpers from the shipping department. They had made. The shower done, she dried herself perfunctorily, slipping on a silk bathrobe and wrapping a towel around her hair. She flicked the lightswitch in the bathroom off, and went into the huge lounge area. He was sat in a chair, beer in hand. The chair looked like a child's toy with him in it. 'Big Dawg' was the head of security on this leg of the tour, a huge, hulking black guy, six foot eight tall and just as wide. He smiled at her, "Hey, baby-doll." He swigged the beer, the bottle lost in his. S: How about I read you this draft of my next novel?Me: That sounds interesting. After getting published, I have read your books. But getting to hear the first draft will be special! Go on.I was still refreshing the website every 5 minutes. She now turned her chair and faced me and started reading her draft. I was wearing trousers and a polo tee. As she was reading it, in a few minutes, the story got intense (you know, romance novels have all these love-making scenes in them).She was reading it. I borrowed a buckboard and a driving horse. The rancher agreed to send one of his cowboys to look for the thief's horse. The boy must have hidden it and walked a distance to the robbery site.The woman saw me coming with the buckboard. She disappeared into the shack and by the time I arrived she was coming down the steps. She had on a faded dress. This was a girl, not a woman yet. "How old are you?" Eighteen." I read defiance and hate on her face. It bothered me, but when I remembered I had.