They were surprised to see I was working there naked.“This is the beauty I was talking about. Isn’t she great?” Cliff said as he put his hand on...my ass. They all said hello. Then I went about cleaning the tables and made an effort to bend over with my legs parted more, knowing they would be watching me.I couldn’t help myself I was getting off on being naked in public. I caught a glimpse of Carlo watching me bending over as well. The customers started leaving big tips on the tables and so I put. ..you're not real." I stuttered."Chrissy, I'm as real as you want me to be. And you have been naughty. Ho, ho, ho!" If that's true," I challenged. "Why are you in my home?" Ho! Ho! Ho! Because I love naughty boys, I give them a big gift! Ho! Ho! Ho!" With that he unbuckled his black broad buckled belt and unzipped his red pants. Out jumped his huge, wrinkled, snow-white penis, uncut of course with lots of foreskin, and it was hard and long. There was pre-cum already dripping from it. Santa. Not as it usually is. There is something different. There! In the third tier , two boxes from center. I see a face…a veiled face…but I know the eyes…I have seen them before, I have seen their sparkle before. I continue to peer up, unable to take mine from hers. Everything else stops for me, melting away, sound fading , till there is only silence , you and I. Your eyes then grow wide…wide…..wide with alarm? Wide with panic? Why? Why panic? Dear Heavens Above! I Am In The Coliseum!! The sounds. Actually, Mister Mason and I were there to offer immoral [sic] support until we were drafted into making the tossed salad. We cut vegetables merrily slicing and dicing like we knew what we were doing. Mister Mason might have. I didn’t though I didn’t let that keep me from cutting big things into little things.Missus Mason looked over my shoulder and said, “Brad, that brings to mind a whole new picture when the words, cut up, are used in this house. Save some effort. Your finished pieces should.