Mainly the good stuff or vulgar things depending on your point of view.Thanksgiving night after their evening meal Santa hear a small knock on the doo.... Not really expecting company, he answers the door expecting trouble from his chief of security elf Norman. But to his surprise, Susan is at the door in her lovely green dress skirt and a red almost transparent blouse exposing her 25C breasts to his gaze.“Mare, Are we expecting company tonight dear,” asked Santa of his wife.“Aw Yes dear Susan. It was a long drive and I was tired after visiting to some apartments. So I stopped by a restaurant to have my lunch. I ordered it and sat at a corner of the restaurant. I always liked to sit in the corners as I could see the whole restaurant without anyone noticing me.I was scanning through the restaurant when I saw a very familiar person having the meal. It was Mrs. Anderson, my high school Math teacher. I couldn't believe my eyes. She was as gorgeous as I had last seen her few months ago.. As the game got more serious, people were dropping out left and right but staying as spectators. when stephanie was down to her bra and and skirt and then lost again, she artfully reached under her skirt, squirmed around and pulled out the tiniest thong i had ever seen. thats when the crowd really thinned out. her roomate was telling her, "come on stephanie, we better go now." wow, what a prude, i thought. stephanie refused to go as all the rest of our partygoers were heading out the door. when. ..... Ne leslaissez pas faire je vous en prie...... Je ferai? ce que vous voudrez." - "Madame Sanderson, je peux le fairetransf?rer dans un lieu s?curis? pour le reste de son s?jour...... Il lui doitlui rester un mois ou deux ? tirer....."Vicky approuva de la t?te et ilcontinua :- "J'ai vu ce qu'ils vous faisaient auparloir, ils vous pelotaient, sous la table il vous doigtait, n'est ce pas ?....... Vicky arr?ta le sergent dans son ?lanet elle railla :- "Ils me molestaient, et pas un.