Stay on the line until you are out of there. I ran my fingers through it, feeling something. But I got out in February, totally cured, and began my long search for Santa. It was December in Alaska. These meetings are only once a week. I sat on the edge of the tub and soaped up his back, which was covered with curly white hair. It was an odd outfit to choose.
I was there for him if he needed me But Christmas was coming soon, and I figured he was busy preparing for the 'big delivery', so I wasn't all that surprised he didn't call me back, just disappointed. But sadly, I believed her for one hot minute. At first, groggy with sleep, I thought Santa's sleigh was landing on my roof. That's why I was talking with him just now. You know, assure myself that he's not.
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Every hour of every day, if you're lucky. He didn't tell me to stop, so I didn't. They were still pretty crusty. My luck, I'm telling you. The others took his story at face value, but not me. But, Santa's got a funny sense of humor. One slip and you're back to zero.
It made sense to me at the time, but that just tells you how discombobulated I was back then. I didn't make any cookies either. You've been celibate for almost a year now. I felt it in my heart and in my head. There is no Santa, duh. He had this jolly look in his eye, even though he was obviously homeless. I got that idea from an old movie.
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I may have banged over a hundred would-be Santa's in my day, but I was still basically a blushing little girl down deep. I found his body intriguing. He had the beard, the long eyebrows, the handlebar moustache, the rosy cheeks and the cherry nose. A shiver went down my spine. In fact, he seemed downright depressed.
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