"Not much. My roommate is off skiing with her boyfriend, and my parents are in Mexico, so I'm not going over there. It's just me and the Christmas tre...." "Sounds like me this year," I said. We chit-chatted a bit more about nothing, listened to Bruce Springsteen sing, 'Santa Claus is Comin' to Town,' and all too quickly I pulled up to her apartment. "Thank you so much," she said. "You are very welcome." I looked into her eyes. Wow. She wasn't making a move to get out of the car. "Um," she. But when I glanced down there wasn't no red ants on me at all. But my skin was crawlin'. And so was my flesh. I could feel my insides churnin' and changin'. I felt liquid run out of me and I thought I saw it steam from the fever heat that had taken' me. It felt like my whole body was changin'. Then the pain hit. Just as I blacked out I noticed that my hair had gotten real long and gone all golden/white... just like the weird little girls. I woke up back inside the farmhouse, on that very couch. .. they haven't seen us up here. Let's keep it that way."George silently thanked his friend Charlie for parking the truck back at the cabin, only a few hundred yards behind them. Charlie wanted to walk the rough track to scout it before committing his pickup. They were damned glad they did. When they came around the hillside, they were shocked to see the vehicles and men in the area below. They made a quick jog back to the truck to retrieve their camera gear, with its tripod and batteries. The. He could get a decent night'ssleep, y'know? EE gritted his teeth and pulled his hand away from his dick and itbobbled painfully. He put his right hand in his teeth and bit hard, and hisdick wilted just a little. EE got up and staggered to the computer and sent an E-mail off toMistress Olivia "I'm trying to keep from cumming, ma'am...it's just too much...butI'm trying. I'm so goddam desperate. I really wish you could cut me abreak..." EE picked up one of his pictures of Mistress Olivia, her.