She'd been so busy, both day and night,that he hadn't crossed her mind. On the spur of the moment she decidedto visit him.It was only on the way there...that she realized that not only wouldn't herecognize her but that he was armed and apparently not afraid to use hisweapons.She stopped at the convenience store and picked up a bag of flour, somesalt and some sugar. The same old man was at the counter, but he gaveher impatience and she didn't talk to him.Outside, an elderly woman was filling her. He learned her name, learned, as he had guessed, that she was a paralegal staff member at the law firm, and discovered, somewhat to his disappointment, that she was not a frequent habitue of the town's department stores or supermarkets in her daring costume of the previous week.He decided that his constant vigil was both unproductive and far too conspicuous. He settled on walk-bys past her residence after working hours. So far as could be determined from his intermittent contacts, the girl was. "Santa, Satan, Helves, Mammon, this is all crazy. Impossible!" StatedBen firmly."Look up." Pointed the rotund devil, leaning in next to Ben to look upwith him. "That is ice. This isn't the North Pole. Hell has frozenover." He winked at Ben. "Anything can happen."Santa turned and headed towards another door on the top walkway.Opening it revealed an office. Sliding into the seat behind his desk hepicked up a letter from on top of his blotter. Christmas Future pulledBen into the office. She started touching it,our first time doing this, knowing it was wrong. Aubrey then looks over,too curious to resist. Brynna tells her to look as I lay in the middle. My gorgeous cousins on both sides of me. They both ask how does it get hard and how can I move it. I tell them it's when I see hot girls, their eyes right next to my shaft.Ever since they've been hooked which led to many showers and sleepovers together. Brynna Always wanted to see my cock. I loved it. We'd go camping at the beach.