Nicolas, bishop of Myra in TurkeySweet Santa is me, who writes these verses for you two in EnglandSweet Santa is also Your dear Deb with her X-mas pre...sents to You!--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sweet Santa's bones are in a crypt in Bari, in Italy, but his believers are only in Holland, at firstSweet Santa is called 'Santa Claus' in English speaking countries, after the Dutch. Being close to them wasn't quite so much fun though and I confess I hadmy eye on more than one of the girls, not the boys. They're so different. I didn't realise how big a gulf there was betweenme and the boy I thought I was supposed to be until that moment andalthough Mandy was in her element, I must have come across a bitstandoffish for which Mandy was peeved to say the least.We ended up having a sandwich in a crowded little caf? and were chattingaway when I saw someone go past the. As I walked in he looked over at me with his finger still digging around inside Erin. Mom said it was ok, he said as he pulled his finger out and stuck it in his mouth. If shes good with it, I responded while stepping up behind Shiori and sticking my finger into her, then its fine with me. In tandem we worked our way down the line, checking each girl out thoroughly. I used two fingers on Erin when I got to her and she responded well. When Mark got to his mother he paused for just a second as I. He would listen to hisaudio tapes at bedtime and take his pink pill like clockwork in themorning. Other than his slightly changed demeanor, however, little changeswere noticeable. He still had an attitude which had mellowed a bit, butthe ladies had hoped for more improvement and change after these last twoweeks. Then one night as Jessie was taking a shower he couldn't help but noticethe hair on his body. He knew it had been there for a year now but all ofsudden it seemed to scream at him. He.