.. I just couldn’t. I knew what was right, and what was wrong.We talked, into the night. I tried to make him understand, and I think he did understa...d, but I think he just wanted what he wanted even more. He tried make me come around to his point of view, and he was very persuasive. I felt, more and more, an attraction to what he was saying. To just give up, and drown myself in his love. I hate to admit it, but I have to admit it. The attraction was strong. I kept looking at him and thinking,. Not really paying much attention to things I felt a hand on my shoulder, it shocked me a little as I looked back to see a guy dressed as Santa behind me, obviously he was the local Santa for the shopping centre he would walk around saying hi to people in stores. I looked up at him with his long white beard and jolly stature and politely smiled expecting him to say something then walk off. But to my surprise he leant over and whispered in my ear. "If you ever want to sit on santas lap and tell. I stood naked in front of her. Janet reached out and cupped my balls. She then reached out and cupped John's. I was affraid that she may get pissed and squeeze both our balls off. Janet leaned into me and kissed me deeply. I was shocked. I then saw her lean over and kiss John deeply. When she broke off the kiss with John, she turned to me. She looked me in the eye and asked how long we had been "bonding". I told her the truth. I watched in amazement as Janet started to take her clothes off. She. Although she doubted that he would recognise her. She had been at their wedding. She even had been Justine's bridesmaid, but that was a few years back now. And Cédric was, well, let's say not the type to remember faces he saw outside a mirror."Tu connais l'homme lá? Et sa putain?" a throaty female voice said at a table right beside her.Brigitte started and turned. She looked straight into the chuckling face of a business type woman in her thirties. She had straight brown hair, an intelligent.