"Masturbation may well be an enjoyable pastime, but it is one that is only appropriate in private. It is not appropriate to masturbate during economic...s class." "Well, I was bored," she pouted. "And I would have got away with it if Dorothy Matthews hadn't dobbed on me. I reckon Dorothy should do more masturbating herself, then she wouldn't be so uptight she feels she has to spoil someone else's fun." "You always find someone else to blame," I pointed out, "but the fact is that you bring problems. I remember a moment late in the evening as I was walking through a hallway, I glanced into a room where I saw my wife sitting with two men. I stopped in shock. She was kissing one of the guys whilst the other was running his hands up the inside of her blouse. I backed away and hid behind a large cabinet but continued to watch, shocked and mesmerized by what I was seeing. I could not hear what was said but one guy spoke and lifted a drink to her lips. She sipped the glass and continued to let. The only thing that Harrison had visibly that betrayed his Elfin heritage was his strangely pointed ears but it was something that he could easily hide with allowing his hair to grow and covering up the giveaway trait from suspicious eyes. Besides, nobody was looking for Elves in this time of terrorists and maniac gunmen shooting people willy-nilly in places one would expect to be completely safe.In a way, Santa was glad to see Harrison leave the North Pole because he was one of the few Elves. She was used to being the object of many a lonely trail-hand’s affection. She relished it, making all these men ridiculously hard, knowing they would not see a woman of her caliber again in a very long while, if ever. She agitated their condition further by using her feminine wiles to goad them on, and then drift away, leaving them with a throbbing hard-on, and her with an apron full of bills. She expertly distributed the drinks to the cowboys, smiling curtly as they undressed her with their.