"Happy Christmas. What brings you here?" Happy Christmas to you too, Carly. This is Paul Brain, one of our directors."Carly held out her hand and Paul...took it. They both wished each other a Happy Christmas.Nell stepped forward and kissed both the visitors and then, turning to Carly, said, "Can you go and dig the others out I think Mr Brain and Rita have a surprise for them."Carly looked bemused but did as Nell asked. Rita and Paul moved slightly down the street where there was less chance of. ‘Hi Jack. Oh wait, you guys must be having a big discussion. I’d better not interrupt you.’ Glenn shook his head. ‘Jerry, I hardly know what I’m doing. Right now, I’m just having lunch with a young man who’s trying to keep me from taking a bad problem and making it worse. Please sit down and join us. Sadness is easier when you can share it with friends.’ Jerry pulled out a chair and yelled to Roger, ‘Special for me, please, Rog.’ Jerry said to me, ‘This is the first time I’ve ever been able to. I looked over my shoulder almost afraid to question what he might have in mind, but it was relatively tame. Keeping us joined, cock-to-ass, he turned us around so I was now facing the desk and I bent over, supporting my body with my arms as he now had the freedom to plow strongly and deeply into my ass. My head hung from my shoulders as he thrust into me. I glimpsed an obscene sight and struggled to focus for confirmation, then groaned loudly as I recognized globs of spent cum pumping out of. It would aid her nocturnal activities greatly not to have to pick her delicate way over sleeping bodies. She looked around her. The bed was comfortable enough, but was covered only by an under sheet! So the nights were to see her firm and gorgeous young body as uncovered as were the days! Shit! And it wasn't exactly tropical in here!"What is the room temperature?" she asked Fatso."Sixty. You'll get used to it!"Gloria was tempted to say that, with a layer of blubber like Fatso's, any temperature.