But Terry still believed in Santa, so we worked hard not to disappoint him.Mom and I know the real story about Santa. However, even though Santa Claus... isn't real, Scrooge and the Grinch are real and are rolled up into one person--my father. The reason there wasn't a lot of presents under the tree this year was that the divorce between my parents became final earlier in the year, and my father paid a lawyer a lot of money to insure that his wife and children got nothing from him.After the. He pressed the button to hear the four messages that were there.The last message he heard was interesting. The machine played “Kevin this is Russ Tilden. We are having a BBQ at my house this Saturday starting at two and you are invited. You will know most of the people that will be there. Please try and make it and you don’t need to bring anything. See you.”Besides doing some morning errands there was nothing stopping Kevin from attending this BBQ. Russ was a relatively new friend and seemed to. It was late on a Friday night so no families were about and only a couple cars in the parking area. I went into the bathroom, which was empty and entered a stall. The stall had several pornographic pictures and sayings written and etched into the walls. I sat on the toilet and pulled out my cock and was slowly masturbating when I heard the door open and close to the bathroom. Peeking through the opening I watched a middle aged man enter and take the stall on the right of mine.Looking through. You've met my test," he said over his shoulder."And what of mine?" McAllister asked, roughly. "You no longer have it all. One man, and two statuettes of horses."The god turned to him slowly. "My shame is deepened. Your jade horse is there, and it's a fine charm you put upon him. Had I seen that before, I'd never have decided you should be tested. I would that I had not tried." Who took the other horse, and the man?" McAllister asked, and there was nothing soft in the question."I don't know,.