My heart raced, finally, I was going to meet the man I had dreamed about all these years. I panicked. Did I look good enough? Should I put on some col...ogne or make-up? Then I remembered that this was Santa. He did not care what you looked like, just the content of your character.I heard heavy footsteps overhead, walking toward the chimney.There was a loud gust of air coming out of the fireplace. Soot got in my eyes, causing me to blink and rub my eyes.When I opened my eyes, he was standing in. I was interrupted when Stephanie came into my room.“Mom was upset, but Dad kept saying that being nice was the right thing to do.”“Good. Dad is really helping keep things from spiraling out of control. Are you sure that he’ll let you stay home at Spring Break?”“Yeah, the Wicked Witch won’t like it, but Dad knows I don’t want to be around Jeff any more than you do. And he knows that you are following Mom’s rules about the house, so it should be OK. They let me stay with Vickie last year.”“Wicked. She told them she was sure that they would find opportunities to have fun and to spend some quality time together.Several of them were amazed to see what Lee put away at dinner. “Damn Lee, are you trying to out-eat me?” Tyson said in wonderment.Lee grinned, “Its Donny’s fault. She sped up Jackson’s gestation period, so I’ve got to eat so he can grow.”Von looked at Lee and asked, “Lee, can I touch you?”Lee nodded as she shovelled in another mouthful of food. Von placed her hand on her tummy.. One game that I really liked was using simulated weapons like a rubber knife or bamboo swords, we would write on a pieces of paper times from 30 seconds to 5 minutes in 30 second increments and one of us would randomly draw a time and would go into the change room for the allotted time, while the other would start humping the doll facing away from the locker room. The goal was for the person in the locker room to strike to one humping the doll with either the rubber knife or bamboo sword. The.