The cookies are burning. What should I do, Mama Kringle?"Martha Kringle looked up from the stacks of invoices and bills on the jumbled desktop and fol...lowed the excited full bearded adult elf who was still hopping up and down like he was on fire himself.She grabbed the oven gloves and pulled the obviously well-done chocolate chip cookies from the double oven."Bennie, you saved the day. They are still good to go."The beautifully proportioned honey blond in her mid-forties leaned over to sample. He was up and ready in a flash. I went in and stood back from the window, from where I was, I could see them but they could not see me. I watched as he danced with her and whenever he got chance, he would stare straight at her tits. Little did he know that he was about to see our plan kick into gear. About that time, the music changed and Terry just stepped back and started dancing quicker with the music this had the effect we both knew if would. Her gown fell to the floor and Terry (who had. " Honey, I can't do that," I responded miserably. "I've been making the decisions, more or less, and look what I did to us this last time. What I did to you and John. What I got you into. I damn close to got you both killed! How can I trust myself? How can you trust me?" So you dump it on me?" she demanded. "Now it's all on my shoulders? Jack, I'm Johnnie's mom, not yours. I don't need two little boys, one's enough. For right now, at least, and anyhow I don't ever want you to be one of them. So. .. Well, take my hand and see for yourself."Startled, Tanya took a step backward. He was inviting Tanya to look into his mind, something she never thought she'd be permitted to do – not with Sibilius, anyway. He had too many secrets. He was ... alien."I wouldn't think you of all people would be xenophobic, child," Sy gently chastised the bare, buxom, dirty-haired blonde. "To me, you are the alien I'm inviting into my mind."Tanya laughed nervously, then reached forward, hesitating for a moment.