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We'd fought about it last night. Her Christmas gifts to me were always so calculated, so ordinary and unexciting. It was sadly apparent that she invested little of her time in selecting them, and even less of her mind considering what might please me. Many times, I was sure she'd chosen something that actually served her purpose more than it served mine; such as the time she bought me the snow blower after complaining that I never shoveled the drive. Over the years I began to dread the holidays because of how shabby her gifts made me feel, and I made my feelings known last night when I announced in a fit of rage that I was going to toss the gift I'd bought her into the waste basket.

"That's it!" I yelled, when she laughed at me for bringing it up. "It might be silly to you, but I'm tired of feeling like I'm completely invisible to you every Christmas. Clearly, you have no idea about the concept of giving from the heart and I don't want to do this anymore. This is officially my last Christmas and you can take that however you like."

I'd stormed off to the bedroom, knowing I was being childish, yet unable to make myself apologize. It was more than the gifts; it was but the gift, really. She was completely unavailable to me during the holidays, and her gifts reflected how little she cared to invest in me, most especially, herself, her heart.

I fell asleep before she came to bed and when she woke me this morning by sinking her body onto my morning erection, I'd put the matter from my mind and laughed at my stupid behavior. As usual, the feel of her silky insides had changed my mood considerably. I even told her I was sorry afterwards.

She met me by the door when I was dressed.

"Come home early if you can, Mick; I have a special present for you. I want to give it to you tonight and I think you'll like it very much," she'd whispered.

I stood there for a moment, watching her - a vision in a white satin camisole and French cut bikini panties. After a reluctant leave, I'd thought of her words all day; words she'd whispered in a voice so seductive it resonated through my body. Christmas Eve and my favorite Jerzey at home, warm and soft, ready to envelop me. I hurried as best I could; Christmas gifts the last things on my mind.

Now, here I am, lying on the carpet in our sitting room in nothing but silk boxers, and Jerzey is leaning over me, her breasts nearly slipping from a slight satin garment as she offers me wine. I accept, allowing her to tilt the glass until my parched lips meet merlot, and I note the sparkle in her eyes. Jerzey always glitters, but her eyes tonight are emerald chips - ice and fire married behind shadow-dusted lids.

Sleek black hair draping over a bare shoulder, she lifts a piece of fruit, intent on feeding me, but I shake my head and reach for her. She's sly and evades my grasp, slithering away a few inches. But the satin slides high and reveals her tanned hip. I groan and my erection grows another inch.

"Lie down all the way," she nearly sighs, and I recognize that husky sound. My Jerzey wants me, and I'll do what she asks. Shifting slightly, I slip to my back and feel her cool fingers tug at the waistband of my boxers. I lift my hips, and Jerzey unwraps me, her movements slow and agonizing.

The sky through our bay window is midnight blue kissed by azure as across the apparent horizon, evening descends. In the corner, the only illumination, a small Christmas tree, blinks its lights at me and I hear my breaths deepen. Jerzey strokes my chest, and I focus on the North Star through the window, my head swimming. Soon her lips join her fingers, and I feel the startling warmth of her wet mouth as she suckles a nipple. I'm sinking fast, and I still haven't gotten my gift.

Or... perhaps I have. If so, it is already more than I dreamed.

She's impatient, her hunger strong. With amazing agility, she tugs at my hands until she has me in the perfect position. With a smile, she pulls one creamy thigh up high, its softness grazing my cheek before she settles it by my side. In an agonizing instant, she straddles me.

"Don't touch me," she whispers, and I drop the hands that had seconds before sought to caress her thighs.

Her grin shows her approval and I comfort myself with the feel of her warmth surrounding my lower body.

Jerzey, my angel, begins to move. Her head drops to my chest and she slides her satin shrouded body against mine, her hard nipples sending fire through my belly. The feel of her hair on my shoulders is merely an antecedent to the exquisite softness of her skin. I yearn for her and she knows it, and remains elusive.

"Honey, please," I gasp, but she only laughs a little and tosses her hair, its scent following the movement and arousing me fresh.

She reaches for a slice of chilled melon and eases it between my lips, her own mouth forming a small "O" of encouragement, but my hunger is only for her. A shake of her head has me opening, but before I can chew, she is upon me, her lips wrapping the other end of the fruit, her breath in my ear. She sucks softly and I hear her throat swallow, riding a soft sigh. Hungrily, she eats, she devours this flesh, she consumes every morsel. As her lips approach mine, she raises her eyes and locks onto me while she works the last remaining bit from my mouth to hers.

I tremble.

Although she has yet to touch me intimately, I am aroused watching her eat. A small trickle of juice runs down her chin, reminding me of how she looks with my seed on her lips. I hear a groan and understand somehow that the sound is mine, and then Jerzey kisses me.

Together we move, her lips tugging at mine, her teeth digging for the fruit and I yield completely as from somewhere "Silent Night" drifts into the room. It is Christmas and my wife is devouring my mouth while carolers serenade us with the sound of the holidays. Just one step closer to the window and they will see our love. I'm nearly bursting with pride.

Without warning, she moans and speeds her movements, catching my lower lip between her teeth and tugging hard. I give in, amazed, enchanted, and filled with a want to give her whatever she yearns for. She takes my hands and brings them above my head, her hair a sweet-smelling curtain of night that blocks the twinkling lights.

Jerzey pauses. She lifts her head and stares at me. I've never seen her like this: so sexy, so intent, so turned on. Gone is the playful gleam in her eyes, replaced with a need that I cannot fathom. Holding my hands tight in one small fist, she lowers her head and traces the outline of my lips with her tongue. She feeds on them until her fervor overcomes her and she plunges into my mouth, hot and urgent.

Caught off guard, I gasp around her tongue. She's alive and her body is so hot. She can't get enough of my lips, my tongue, my saliva. Her gown slips high and my most sensitive appendage is instantly encased in warm, damp silk as she grinds herself against me. Again I yield, and allow her the control she craves because we both know that I could easily extract my hands from her grip, lay her on her back, and slide deep inside her.

My baby has outdone herself; this is the best gift in the world.

Jerzey kisses me, and in so doing, she drinks my soul, happily given in exchange for witnessing such need in her. She signals quietly and I roll to my stomach just as I feel her touch. She kneads my buttocks, slipping her hands between my cheeks and pulling me open just a little bit. Dizzy, I remind myself to breathe.

"You want to fuck me, don't you?" she asks. "You want me to fuck you?"

"Yes," I answer, though my word is little more than a choked syllable.

Leaning down, she tugs at my earlobe with her teeth before breathing, "I will. And for Christmas this year... all you get is candy."

I wonder what she means, but I find I really don't care.

Jerzey moves. She rises to her knees and presses her crotch against my bottom. I feel her desperately flex and relax, grinding hard to find satisfaction that she knows she will not get. It is the dance that amuses her, the hunt that thrills her. It is this way tonight. She coos to me, inciting my senses with her soft whispers as her hands move across my skin.

She pulls. She places her hands on my hips and tugs me to my knees. My shaft is full, needy. It throbs between my legs. Jerzey touches me. She takes me, from behind and under, into a delicate hand and creates a fist to cradle me. I moan and try to thrust, but her shush stills me. Holding me like this, she begins a cautious movement, sweeping her palm up my length to capture the moisture that has crept from my slit. She breathes a deep sigh of satisfaction and massages the liquid into my skin. Every nerve ending I possess screams and I feel myself grow harder still.

"So hard," she coos, "so hot and so, so hard. You're bursting to cum, aren't you, darling. Your balls are tight and aching. You want me to touch them?"

At her pause, I only groan and press against her fist.

"Yes, I know you do, but baby mustn't move. You must let me have you, Mick. All of you." As if to qualify her words, she eases her other hand down and grasps me at the base of my shaft. She squeezes hard, very hard, and slides her fist up until another drop slips into her waiting palm, which she quickly smears along the cut of my cockhead.

Her body trembles and she whispers, "God, I need this."

Just as suddenly as she'd begun, she deserts me, telling me to stay as I am. The thought of defying her never enters my mind. I only wait, hunched on all fours and trembling from head to toe. A second later she appears in front of me and perches on the edge of the sofa. Tilting my head with her hand, she allows me the merest freedom of movement so that I may gaze at her and I see that her panties are wet, so wet that they cling to her sex like dew clings to the grass at dawn.

She pulls my head closer. I'm so close that her scent engulfs me and I nearly faint from wanting. Making sure that I'm watching, she pulls the leg elastic of her panties to one side and my eyes fall on her pussy. It's smooth and bare, her juices coating it completely. A growl rises from my chest and I strain to inhale more of her, struggling to retain my position when what I really want is to toss her on her back and take her like a savage.

I hear her soft chuckle and I'm aware that she knows the thoughts that are swimming through my mind. My body is tight, poised to pounce at her suggestion, yet steeled to the knowledge that I must wait. It is a dance, and she leads tonight.

Jerzey sighs and it soothes me. She slips her free hand down and dips a finger into her pussy. It slides in slowly, and she gives it a twist.

"Mmmmm," she groans, "feels good, baby."

I swallow, my throat a desert, her pussy a fountain. Perhaps even a mirage, but I thirst all the same. For my Jerzey, my lovely, sexy gift.

Her finger moves out, and then she swallows it again. Faster... much harder... so much deeper. I risk a glance up and witness the purest face of pleasure that I have ever seen. Her finger is wet; there are strings of fluid that connect her pussy to her knuckles as her fucking increases. She flushes.

My erection is painful now, throbbing, pulsing, aching. I begin to encourage her, praying for her to release herself before my eyes. She shushes me and picks up... candy, a pink and white candy cane. It's one of the large ones, thick, long, and round. Her hand barely encircles it. It's a novelty, something to give the excellent students, or the efficient secretary, or... the obedient husband.

It is, apparently, my present. My heart nearly stops as I wonder if this terrible pleasure is about to end.

She's never placed me here before. It's always me who is in control, my will that we explore. I shudder.

She's moving again, raising her hips, bringing her pussy close to me. My mouth waters and I groan.

"Take off my panties."

I move to comply, but her wicked expression stops me. I'm befuddled, confused, drowning in sensory overload. And I ache for her.

"With your teeth," she whispers.

Her smile is dark, and I feel a vibration in her body that matches mine. Salivating heavily, I slip my tongue under the leg elastic, settle my teeth, and begin to tug. A low, husky moan trails from her lips. But her scent is maddening, and her heat distracting, and oh, dear God, I can taste her. She confounds my attempts by closing her thighs.

I feel a surge of something hot and primal. With a loud, harsh groan, I pull hard and watch as the tiny bit of silk disintegrates in slow motion, its ripping sounds a background to the terrible thud of my heart. The panties fall from my mouth as she closes in.

"Yes!" she hisses and rubs her soaked pussy against my mouth. Greedily, I lap. Hungrily, I eat, pushing my tongue through the folds of her soft sex and probing. I am an animal, and so is she.

But, Jerzey stops. She places her hand on my head and shoves me away from her. Hard. Settling back against the sofa, she lifts one leg and places her foot beside her on the seat. What this does to her pussy is amazing. A little at a time, it opens in front of me, and her hand is moving. It is descending, the candy enclosed, it touches her and I can barely conceal my desire.

"Oh my god," I whisper and reach for my cock.

"Touch it and you will cum alone tonight."

It is not a threat; it is a simple statement. I stop, still perched on all fours, aware that my tongue hangs from my lips like a dog scenting the heat of his bitch. I pant.

Her hands shake as she parts her lips, the cane pointed home. Slowly, so slowly, she inserts the tip. I see her open for it, I hear her sigh, I feel her quiver.

And then, it is in. She is pressing. Pressing, oh... so... hard. My head throbs. It pounds, and my cock releases a massive drop of precum. It falls to the carpet, extending for some seconds before the connection breaks. I want her. I want her so badly; yet, I want to see her pleasure, too.

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I’m way too old to be doing this, Candy thought as she finished putting on her costume. The thought sent a thrill of naughty excitement through her sexy young body. Candy was a high school senior, 18 years old, with long black hair, full red lips and a body that wouldn’t quit. She was also probably the oldest person that would be out trick or treating tonight, not that she was worried about getting her fair share of candy. In this costume, she could have all the candy if she wanted it. White...

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Door Candy

Door Candy by Bryony Marsh "You are gonna love this shit, bud. My finest and weirdest yet!" Jamie should have been a great pharmacologist - and in a sense he was, only he didn't work for any of the major drug companies. He'd dropped out of the degree programme as soon as he'd "learned enough", and instead he spent his time inventing new and crazy highs. Matt, his roommate, looked at the proffered substance with some skepticism. It looked like burnt toffee. "What is it?" "I...

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Deity Arms 2 I Call My Sugar Candy

Deity Arms 2: I Call My Sugar Candy By The Professor Luk had been making great progress in learning English. He had even been picking up some of the local slang, so when Mr. L told him to be part of the furniture, he assumed that meant he was to be very quiet while observing his mysterious boss as he carried out a negotiation. Not so. He would have sighed, but in his current shape as a floor lamp, it was impossible for him to do so. In fact, how he could see and hear was a mystery to...

2 years ago
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Bath Candy

(C) NickB 2006 - All right reserved. Email author : [email protected] Bath Candy The one thing about relationships is that they are rarely fair. Take us for instance. I have a good-looking wife and I don't feel that I'm particularly a bag of spanners either. We're in our early thirties, well Janice has just turned thirty and I hit 'old git' status about three months ago. We've been together for over ten years. It didn't take long for our ardor to cool and when we went to spice...

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John Candy

It was the end of a very long, day at school. I put up with nerve wracking Students all day long. Just wanted to get home and take a nap before I had to go play Base Ball. My sister had told me earlier that morning that she didn’t need me to Drive her home, so I was looking forward to the quiet ride home. On my way to the parking lot, my sister’s friend, Candy, a sexy cheerleader with a tight ass, and a nice set of breasts, and great legs asked me for a ride home. Despite how tired I was, I...

2 years ago
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a big candy

Every time i am at the gaz station and i see the squeeze pop liquid hubba bubba candy, i get images of him his veiny dark cock being coated in the jelly candy. pouring down from the big mushroom headthe smell and tasty looking cock printed forever in my headhow sweat and nice was it , opening my mouth around the tip, sucking it like a lolipop, the big black daddy looking at me with such tenderness , his big hand rubbing my head helping my gently suck on his big candy cockthe tube being brought...

3 years ago
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Cream Filled Candy

CREAM FILLED CANDY by Throne Jeff was really proud of himself. He had researched the magic spell and worked out all the details of performing it. In about an hour, his rival Max would meet an especially nasty fate. Jeff couldn't wait to see the guy undergo the series of transformations that would begin once the spell was invoked. The two of them had been competing for the attention of a cute girl named Tina, but Max was going to find himself out of the competition. And on another...

1 year ago
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Candy

My name's Candy, I'm, sixteen years old and I've just divorced my parents to prevent either one of them getting their hands on any more of my money.Let me explain, from the age of eight, I'd won a whole series of beauty competitions and therefore a whole lot of money, things were fine at the start, but when I reached my teenage years, I began to ask questions about where all the prize money was going. I never got any satisfactory answers, and my parents began fighting with each other over it,...

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SRU Candy

SRU: Candy ? by: Robyn "Bye bye, Robyn. See you tomorrow!" A young twelve year old girl grinned from the playground. "Bye Gregg! See you later!" Gregg sighed to himself as he drove away. It had been another day of slides and picnics, of tag and hiding. He had almost lost himself in this little girl once again. He had known her since she was a baby and was good friends with her parents. Ever since his wife, Susan's death, this little girl had been the one companion he had who...

2 years ago
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Mark Mum and Candy

It was my eighteenth birthday and here I sat twiddling my thumbs, I should have been having a party, but mum couldn't afford it. I should have been going out, but I couldn't afford it. My not so little sister and mum had vanished into the kitchen nearly an hour before to cook up a birthday surprise, but I felt so frustrated that I was not looking forward to it. Things had gone downhill, money-wise, since dad had walked out six months ago, he'd been in touch just once since he'd left and...

4 years ago
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Candy

Here I was, on a Super Constellation. Heading to NAS Atsugi, Japan. Me, a South Georgia farm boy that had never been away from home. I had completed Storekeeper's School in San Diego, and my first duty station was an AF (refrigerator ship) out of San Francisco. My first duty was Mess Cooking. Army recruits would know this as KP, but the Navy was different. This was a full three-month duty, not completed on a daily basis. During this time, Mess Cooking, I had to see the integration of the...

1 year ago
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Making Candy

Making Candy (Authoress Note: All disclaimers regarding characters, age appropriateness etc. are in effect. I really advise anyone under 21 not to read my stories. It takes a certain degree of maturity to enjoy this story. Don't write a review if you don't like the theme of the story. That's just childish. But criticism is always good and helps me.) I'm standing with my wrists cuffed behind my back, gagged and a collar around my neck. Sitting in front of me are 5 big bellied burly...

3 years ago
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Cloie Wants a Candy

This story is based on the idea Chloe Moretz isn’t a celebrity. Story Code: M/f, Oral “Hey mister, ya got any candy?” Tony looked up from his sandwich and saw a young girl standing about 4 ft. from his bench. “Swell,” he thought. “No sweetie. I’m afraid not,” he said trying for a warm smile. He’d chosen this secluded section of the park he found yesterday specifically to get away from people and enjoy his lunch in peace. Specifically people this young girl’s age. It wasn’t that he didn’t...

2 years ago
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Little Candy

I don't have too many choices now. I do exactly what he wants or she will hurt the ones I love. I once was a strong man who fights against men like Henry, now I'm reduced to this. How he did it, I don't know and that's what I need to discover to take my life back and kill this motherfucker. "Little Candy, show to my friend here, how can I be hospitable." I get up from his lap and walk to the man sat in front of him at the table. The man is dressed with an expensive suit. Henry wants to...

3 years ago
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Bec3 It Aint Over Til Its OverChapter 18 Cotton Candy

Reality is like cotton candy. Cotton candy looks all solid and pretty but as soon as you actually try to eat it, it dissolves away into nothing. All you get left with is a sweet taste in your mouth and a kind of sticky sensation. So you take another bite and the same thing happens. You keep going like that until you have nothing left but the little cardboard stick. Now the stick is hard and solid and not nearly so pretty but at least it doesn’t melt away into nothing. On the other hand, you...

3 years ago
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Hard Candy

Pink bubblegum rolls on my tongue as I walk along the black asphalt that’s still steaming from the warm August rain. I can feel it wet along the edges of my toes as they push forward in my white stiletto sandals, the leather damp and just beginning to stretch. The moisture is everywhere and the humidity is high. It’s under my skin. The back of my neck is hot under the weight of my long blonde hair that’s quickly losing its glossy perfection and becoming tousled and wavy. It’s that just-fucked...

2 years ago
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Chapter 3 Cotton Candy

OH SHIT!! ... Holy SHIT!! .... I CANT KEEP CUMMING LIKE THIS!!!Hee hee hee! Baby we're only just getting acquainted!OH FUCK!! ... FUCK ME!!I thought I just did?FUCK YOU!!Ha ha Haa!... I LOVE YOU, BABY!I thought... you said.... we were just... getting acquainted?Well, is it working?FUCK YEAH!!. . . . So... You were a pervert right from the beginning, huh!Well it's kinda hard NOT to be when ya got tits AND a cock! Back when I first started showing my femininity...

2 years ago
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Sweet Candy

In 1998 I moved to a lake cottage about twenty minutes outside a metropolitan area where I had been living. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to live on a lake, but that meant I had to give up some conveniences. One convenience I didn’t have to give up, it turned out, was a titty bar. It was here I met Candy.My new rural titty bar was very casual and gritty. Although I was forty, many of the other customers were older than I was. The first time I met Candy at this strip club, she was...

4 years ago
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Candy

My name's Candy, I'm, sixteen years old and I've just divorced my parents to prevent either one of them getting their hands on my money. Let me explain, from the age of eight, I won a whole series of beauty competitions and therefore a whole lot of money, things were fine at the start but when I reached my teenage years, I began to ask questions about where all the prize money was going to, I never got any satisfactory answers and my parents began fighting with each other over it so I began...

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Christmas Creep

© 2011 All rights reserved Author’s note: Here’s my story for the Winter Holidays contest. I hope you enjoy it, and votes and feedback are welcome and appreciated. Thanks to LettersfromTatyana, MugsyB and Annanova and my husband for encouragement and beta reading. ================================== Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. ‘I can not believe this.’ ‘What?’ His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. ‘This!’ He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to...

2 years ago
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I Want Candy

You snap awake, your body taut, every sense in overdrive.Something woke you up - but what? You move the Halloween candy off your lap and start to cautiously check out the house. Nothing in the living room, nothing in the kitchen; nothing - there’s a sharp rap at the door.You whirl to look at the clock. Ten-fuckin’-thirty!? Who the hell‘s still trick-or-treating at ten-fuckin‘-thirty?You check yourself out to make sure you’re decent to answer the door. Hmmm… denim cutoffs, a blue tee that...

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Sweet As Candy

Sweet As Candy by Paul1954 "Hey Jules, have you cracked it with Candy yet?" the voice from the cubicle called out to me, as I finished relieving myself and pulled up the zipper on my trousers. "Not yet Charlie, not yet but give me time ? I haven't given up yet!" I replied, knowing that my lack of success in dating the delectable Candice Stewart had become something of an office joke, and a joke was just how my life was starting feel at the moment! I had left the army six ...

1 year ago
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Sandy n Candy

Growing up, my father was always in and out of my life. He would be around for six to 12 months and then disappear for around the same amount of time. I never knew where he went. He would be gone then simply appear one day out to the blue. He and mom would talk for hours and all would be forgiven. As a little boy, I was simply happy that my family was back together and that my dad was home. Life would be good for several months and then the arguing would start up again and dad would go...

3 years ago
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Christmas Story One

According to Webster’s New World Dictionary: Aureole is the radiance encircling the head or body of something as in halo or the illuminated area around the sun as seen in a mist or during an eclipse. Areola is a small ring around something as the dark ring around a nipple. Christmas Story One The Christmas Angel I was your typical good looking college graduate working my way up the corporate ladder. I was twenty-eight years old and single because I worked all of the time. It...

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Christmas Creep

Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. "I can not believe this." "What?" His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. "This!" He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to indicate the shelves. "It's October fifteenth and they're putting up Christmas decorations!" He scowled at the Santas, elves, miniature trees and other Yuletide paraphernalia that sat mere feet from more appropriate seasonal wares. Pumpkins, witches, and skeletons grinned at him from their...

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Christmas With the Devil

“There is a beast in man that must be exercised, not exorcised.”-The Satanic Bible*It was Christmas Eve, and Jolly Old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do. A job he dreaded.He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, hesitating as he lifted a rusted key from around his neck. Did he really have to go through with it? Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this last chore. Maybe everything would be better off if he just left well enough alone…But no.; he...

Supernatural
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Christmas With the Devil

-The Satanic Bible *** Jolly old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do that evening. A job he dreaded. He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, lifting an old, rusted key from around his neck and wondering if he really had to go through with it. Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this particular chore… But no. He shook his head, spilling snow from his crown of ivy. He was obligated to be charitable to everyone in need. And what...

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