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Christmas lights had festooned town and city streets for some weeks already, and the news of the decree spurred John to ask about her plans for the feast.

“I don’t know,” she answered him. “I wonder what the children have in mind. None of the children have kids of their own apart from Thomas, and he’s not talking to us. The whole family used to come to us. But I don’t know now...”

“Same here. All mine live in striking distance, but Cath and Clare would come here and stay over.” John thought for a moment. “Why don’t you write and ask them what they would like to do, and we can go from there.”

Claire sent off an email to them all, including Thomas, and the same evening there came a reply from Elizabeth.

We have discussed it and there is no way we are going to Dad’s if you are not there. We are all agreed we would like to spend it with you, but I do not think there is room at John’s. Any thoughts?

Love Lizzie.

“What shall I do, John?” she asked. They want to come here but we’ve not enough room, and it’s not fair to evict Cath and Clare.”

John thought it over. Then he had an idea.

“What about your mother’s house? You could have them all there. Plenty of room.”

Claire was silent and looked unhappy.

“What is it?” asked John, concerned.

“It’s just ... You...” she stopped and then came out with it. “Your first Christmas alone – I mean without Elizabeth. I wanted to spend Christmas with you, John.”

John felt a warm glow and a surge of affection for her.

“Hmm. I wonder?” Then he stirred himself. “There are five of us, more of you if they all came...”

“You mean have everyone at Grange?” Her eyes sparkled. “That’s a lovely idea and there’s certainly enough room. A full house! How wonderful! Mum would have loved that; she used to come over to us for Christmas after Dad died because the house seemed so empty.”

“I need to ask mine how they feel about that, but I like the idea.”

He called the girls and then James, all of whom did like the idea. So Claire emailed her children all of whom were enthusiastic. Except Thomas who did not reply. What was new?

“Have you invited Peter?” John asked her once all the replies were in.

Claire was surprised. “Peter?” she said. “With a divorce in the offing? I couldn’t sleep with him.”

“You don’t need to. Even so, everyone except Thomas will be there. It will be miserable for him with no one to celebrate with.”

She never ceased to be amazed at John, and this time did not understand him, but then thought again. It was an opportunity to talk with him before it was too late. So she emailed.

Peter

The children asked what I was doing for Christmas, and wanted to celebrate it with me here, but this house is too small, so we are all going to Grange with John and all his children. John suggested that you might like to come as well rather than spend the feast on your own. It would be a chance to talk before the divorce becomes final on the 20th January. We can still save this marriage, Peter.

To clarify, John and I do not sleep and have not slept together, but because of our situation, Peter, I will not share your bed either until we have talked this through to a conclusion.

Personally I think it would be good for you to meet his family and spend some time with him. I’m sure your opinion of him will change if you get to know him. He is a good Catholic, Peter.

Please let me know by Wednesday 15th if you will be joining us all.

Love, Claire.

Claire and John decided to travel up to Grange on Thursday 16th December to prepare and warm the house through, and life became quite frantic as they made preparations before they left. There were presents to be bought, and suddenly the number of presents had increased dramatically.

Each day Claire checked her laptop for a reply from Peter, but none came. The night of the 15th, after they had packed for the journey North, Claire again knocked on John’s door and found her way into his bed. She was wearing a short chemise, and, John hoped, a pair of knickers. A bare vulva pressed against his thigh was too much of a temptation.

There were no tears this time, but John could see how dispirited she was. There was no discussion, only one statement from Claire.

“He could have answered. Even to say no, he could have answered.”

They simply hugged each other until they fell asleep. Next morning, John left the bed first and made the daily pot of tea, and when he returned she was gone. He took her mug to her bedroom and knocked.

“Your tea, Claire,” he called through the closed door. It opened.

Claire stood there in pretty, delicate bra and panties.

“Oh, thanks John,” she said with a smile and took the mug from him.

He stood for a moment, seeing, for the first time, more of Claire than at any time since she first arrived the previous Spring.

She stood, holding the mug, loth to close the door in his face. She gave another smile and cocked her head in the manner he remembered from when they were lovers all those years ago. Then it was playful and inviting, now he was not sure what it was inviting!

He seemed to wake from his trance, smiled sheepishly, and turned away. Claire thought for a moment and turned away in her turn, only half closing the door.

After breakfast they packed Claire’s car and after John had turned off the water, turned the central heating to the frost setting and locked up, they began the journey to Grange-over-Sands.

On arriving they made the preparations for the impending gathering, making up beds, warming the house through, doing local shopping, buying a large tree and decorating both it and the house.

John left the gathering very early on Christmas Eve to travel down to help with the homeless hostel as he always did, but this time he drove back that evening to arrive in time for the vigil Mass at nine pm. He joined Claire and ten from the two families at the Mass, which enlarged the congregation considerably.

There were thirteen for Christmas Eve and Day, since Elizabeth had brought her fiancé and young Clare her partner. In an inspired piece of planning Clare and Luke had picked up Elizabeth and her fiancé Noel from the airport on the way to Grange, and early on Boxing Day the two couples travelled back the way they came, to be with their partners’ families later on that day.

Everyone knew everyone else, apart from Mary and Charles who did not know John’s family and James and Julie who did not know everyone of Claire’s family, but the whole party soon became settled with each other and had a good time.

Mary looked a little askance when she realised both unmarried couples were sleeping with their partners, but it seemed she soon got over it when Claire quietly mentioned remembering Mary sleeping with Charles when engaged.

Mary was at pains to point out that while they shared a bed they did not have sex, to which Claire replied that it was no part of Mary’s business whether the couples were having sex or not. Charles laughed and whispered to Claire that while there was no intercourse, there was plenty of sex! At which Mary was much embarrassed!

John and Claire were very busy organising volunteers from both families, sharing the preparation of the meals and in particular the Christmas dinner, where both a goose and a turkey were served to satisfy the numbers at the feast. Claire and John were shooed out of the kitchen after the meal as the two families took over clearing up.

It surprised John that everyone wanted to go for a walk in the late afternoon, and much fun was had crashing through the bushes and among the trees in the grounds as the light began to fail.

Once everyone settled in the evening, some disappearing off to their rooms, John took some time to stand aside and watch Claire with the majority who remained, a little worried how the impending divorce was affecting her.

He was surprised. He had not seen her so happy and carefree in all the time since she first arrived on his doorstep. He realised that even at that first meeting with her, she was somewhat down-trodden. Now, buried in the helter-skelter of caring for two families, talking and joking with them, watching how they interacted, she was free. She had the lightness he remembered from student days.

It also came to John that this Christmas was not what he had expected, nay dreaded without Elizabeth for the first time. Previous Christmases were always hosted by the pair of them at their house, the house where the children had grown up, and there would have been a glaring gap which Elizabeth should have filled. Here in this different place, with Claire’s children as well, he felt much more at ease, and less wistful than he had expected. That said, he thought of her often and there was always that sense of loss.

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Once up a time there lived a pirate by the name of Long John Thomas. A bloodthirsty fiend who terrorised the kingdom of Albion, he sailed the seven seas on his trusty galleon the Randy Badger. Any man who dared to take to the sea would find themselves on the end of his sword and any woman who dared to take to the sea would find herself on the end of his cock. This is the story of how Long John Thomas humped the oldest daughter of the King of England. Princess Beatrice was not a fan of...

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You were just sitting in class like usual, with your eyes glued to your phone to pass the time, until your phone froze with a notification showing a progress bar and text shifting from 'scanning app use', 'scanning search history','scanning storage' and so on. After scanning all of your personal data, the progress bar was at 100% and you got a new notification explaining how your phone would be undergoing an experimental update shortly and that it would allow you to experience a much more...

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My name is Tanika, and I'm a ruined orgasm enthusiast. I'm about to tell you the story of his first ruined orgasm.He had been hitting on me for a while - sending me messages on Facebook asking me to send him photos - "accidentally" brushing up against me in the hallway. I was starting to get sick of it. I knew he had no interest in anything that I found sexually exciting, and he just wanted me for my body.He would tell me all the usual things that boys would say when they're trying to impress a...

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As dawn broke I got out of my car in the car park, thinking of nothing in particular. As I walked to the underground elevator, I quickly look back at my joy and lock the doors with the familiar beep and flash of lights. Pulled my over coat closed as a breeze of bisque morning coolness blew through the car park. Arriving at the elevator, the quiet air of silence that only early morning offers. Still waiting...finally the audible bell as the doors open, still moving in a robotic manner as every...

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This continues from the most recent story. Silkie Greene is singing in a nightclub vin Paris, twenty years after her near death experiences in Seattle. She and her sister Rachel have been lovers for their entire lives. Denis, friend and lover to both of them, is with these two women at the club "The Beetles Wing"The crowd had been enjoying themselves, and now they are taking the party out onto the street, the way it is done in Paris. Silkie, Rachel and Denis have started their love and sex...

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It didn't take long for word of this latest adventure of ours to get around town. The result was that a number of women bought guns and practiced shooting them. I have no idea how much this served to slow down the violence in Deadwood, but anything would help. Whatever else resulted, at least the marshal was happy. I now had a regular job in the restaurant and a part-time job guarding gold shipments by ox-drawn wagon. The gold guarding job came along about one or two times a month, and it...

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