“Reindeer have prongs, you know,” she went on. “But I heard that Santa has a prong too. A really big one! Can I see Santa’s prong, Baby?” Sh... had already unfastened the belt to my red pants. She gently placed her hand on my belly, above the waistband of my briefs, and just kept staring into my eyes. She started to slide her hand under the waistband and then paused. “I always wondered,” she said. “Does Santa’s sleigh just slide and glide o.k. all by itself? Or do you have to lubricate it, Hon?. She graduated from her high school with honors and received a full scholarship. Her dad only had to pay for her boarding and sundries. Stephanie had never had any kind of job before. I began to think Stephanie wasn't much more experienced than I was in terms of relationship with the opposite gender.Stephanie showed me her essay that won the competition. It was a fifteen-page essay about family values in America. I glanced at it and saw some usage of sentences I wasn't familiar with. Stephanie. The beast loomed over her, a giant with the face of evil. He was nude, his powerful muscles flexing under blood-red skin, his manhood jutting out at an angle from his mammoth body.She screamed in horror as his laughter filled the air around her. One long tapered finger traced a single path between her breasts down her body, causing gooseflesh to rise."You are mine, Little Wolf," his deep voice said.She felt her body being lifted, leveling her sex with his. Shrieking again, she renewed her. " I'll help where I can," Mike offered. "I may not be a lot of help, but I can hold stuff while you nail it."Just takes practice," Mark said. "I mean, when Jackie and I started rebuilding the place, I knew which end of the nail went into the wood, but not a lot more."Mark drove past the turnoff into downtown Spearfish Lake, and went another couple of miles further south, before he made a turn off onto a road that went into the woods. A couple of hundred yards up the road, he turned into the.