Uh-huh, that’s right. Get that face in there and gobble it all up, just as fast as you can. That’s my good girl.’ Mike petted my head as I wolf...ed down the honey. It was slow going. My organic honey was so much thicker and chewier than the stuff most people eat. A few times I choked and had to raise my head and burp and gulp so I didn’t throw up. But I didn’t stop, couldn’t stop. I was a hungry, famished doggie. This was the only food I had, so I had to finish the whole bowl. Mike reached. I cleaned my teeth as they fucked, I guess they had no way of knowing how sound carried when they fucked, so I brushed as they moaned, doing so silently, as I knew from my studies, that sound went both ways, and I did not want them to be disturbed, besides I knew I was a budding voyeur and exhibitionist at heart, like most of my friends were, in fact I thought it as a passive sexual enjoyment, only to be enjoyed by less physically active persons, mostly girls, so I always believed that girls. If they liked me after six months, then I would have to travel every two months. I would be living out of a suitcase! Can you imagine? That wouldn’t leave much time to start a family. I wanted to be married and on my way to having two and a half kids when I turned twenty-four.’ ‘I wouldn’t worry about that, Amanda Jane. I don’t think the company will take you on as an employee so you’re safe.’ Tabitha chimed in using an oversweet voice. I snickered behind my paper. ‘Well,’ Amanda Jane huffed,. Every year, the “SSSS” was looking for new people to be “Santa” and help out. If you did well, you were invited to do it again next year.“SSSS?” I asked? “Super Secret Santa Society,” was the answer. They supplied the suit and all the stuff. I just had to show up and follow the instructions. “Sure, why not? Sounds like fun!” When I got home to tell my wife about it, she promptly got some red fabric from her hoard, and made herself a cute little “Mrs. Claus” outfit on her sewing machine. No.