I left the house to meet up with my friends, two of which had chickened out and not turned up.We went by car to the club and had to wait half an hour ...before we were able to get in. Inside was a sight to behold. Girls in sexy outfits, guys topless, and even some transsexuals that did nothing to hide their cocks. My friend went right away to a topless guy and within a few seconds they were making out.Me, I like to be more subtle than that. I milled around for a bit before I saw her. She was. "This is the mall Santa, Joe. Joe, this is my son, Henry." Hey, Santa," Henry said in an amused voice, looking at his mom's amazon melon knockers knock into each other as he tried to hold in a snicker. "Looks like ol' Saint Nick just got some pussy, huh? Did you come down the chimney or just in her? Ha ha ha!" Nice meetin' you," Joe managed with a little embarrassment, glancing back for one more eyeful of her honeydew honkers as he reached the door. "But Henry, man, I don't blame you for going. My time, my peaceful time. My time to think, which of the women was most likely to want a fuck. It all went quite as I heard louder chats of good night etc as the ladies finally decided to save their energy and get some sleep. Eventually I got totally into the tent, zipped up the flyscreen and settled down to try and get some sleep but thinking which one. I must have been just one the edge of dropping off when there was a scratching sound on the flyscreen at the end of the tent where my head. " The judge pulled on a pair of reading glasses, picked up some documents from his bench, and scanned them. He peered over the glasses at the two. "Approach the bench." Both parties walked to the front of the judge's bench, Mario bearing a smug grin on his face. "Please read and sign this agreement." The judge extended a document to the two of them. Almost as an afterthought, he glanced over the reading glasses at Felicia. "Miss Wells, you will note that this agreement does not preclude.