The Santa Suit, The Sequel
written by:
DG Hear

The Santa Suit, the Sequel By DG Hear

Author's remarks: I wrote a story titled ‘The Santa Claus Suit.' For those who haven't read it I will give a short synopsis here. A big thank you to Miss Lynn for her fine editing but I take all responsibility for any errors. I never know when to leave well enough alone. This is a stand-alone story of Ross and Bud's life after doing Ross's ex-wife at a Halloween party.

Ross Hughes was a large man, in the sense that he was overweight. Some would say almost to an obese state. He met and later married Sheila. They both attended Weight Watchers. Ross felt he had found the right woman. They were both overweight and seemed to get along fine.

Sheila on the other hand had only married Ross because of his insurance and used it to have Gastro-surgery. After losing her weight, she cheated on Ross. He divorced her and they each went their separate way. Sheila had stated that Ross would never have sex with her again and laughed about his still being overweight.

Ross had always wished he could have gotten even a little revenge against Sheila but she had moved out of state. Ten years had gone by when he met a man by the name of Bud Dickerson. As they talked, Bud mentioned that he had worked in security at a department store warehouse and came across Ross's ex-wife Sheila. He stated she was a bitch and only dated men who could help her get ahead. Bud didn't think much of her.

Bud walked with a limp from an injury he'd received in the war. When he had asked Sheila out, she laughed at him saying there was no way she would date him. Bud and Ross got together and thought of a plan to get a little revenge.

There was a Halloween party and Ross was going to dress like Santa Claus. Bud was going to start a rumor that the District Director in the company would be attending the Halloween party and might be dressed as Santa. He knew that Sheila would try to make a play for him to get ahead.

It worked out perfectly. Sheila kept coming on to Ross in the Santa suit believing him to be John Woodrow, an executive of the company. Ross took her into the cloakroom where a video camera was set up and filmed Sheila giving him oral sex as well as letting Santa fuck her and eventually coming in her ass. Sheila thought a promotion would soon be hers.

Bud called on her explaining that a few employees were complaining about their scarves and coats. He showed her a few still photos from the video where Sheila had cleaned herself off using these items.

Bud told her he wouldn't give the photos to John if she would give him sex in her office after work. She laughed at him figuring John Woodrow would be on her side. In fact, she even told Bud that she just might have him fired.

"You don't have any proof I asked for sex," said Bud. "I do have pictures of you in the cloakroom with an unknown man dressed as Santa, though."

"We'll see what John Woodrow has to say about this," replied Sheila laughing at Bud. "There is no way I'll have sex with you. Look at me and then go look in the mirror. How could you possibly think I would have sex with you?"

Just so that you readers know, Bud is a decent looking man. He did walk with a limp and to Sheila that was an imperfection. She had really become a bitch. She had the looks now but her personality sucked royally.

At the general meeting of personnel at the warehouse, John Woodrow came into the room. Sheila was in total shock. You see, John was somewhat of a smaller man and in a wheelchair. There was no way he could have been Santa at the Halloween party.

Sheila looked over at Bud and asked him if he was going to go to John with the pictures. He told her he would give the pictures to her if she met him in her office after work. If not, he had a meeting with John Woodrow first thing in the morning.

Bud got his wish as he pumped his cock into Sheila while she lay across her desk. She was doing her best not to enjoy it but she was losing out to her body's emotions. "Say it, bitch," said Bud. "Tell me what you want."

"Just fuck me and get it over with, you bastard," replied Sheila.

Sheila had an orgasm and was mad at herself for being receptive to Bud. She told him to give her the pictures and to get the hell out of her office. He would never again get a chance to have sex with her.

****

It had been about a month since the Halloween party. One evening while Bud and I talked over dinner and a few beers, he asked me if I might do him a favor. He mentioned that Sheila was asking if anyone knew who was dressed in the Santa suit at the Halloween party. It was bothering her to high heaven not knowing who she let have sex with her. It could have been anyone who she had worked with daily. She just had to know who it was.

"Ross, when she came to me, I knew she had asked everyone she could. She hadn't said two words to me since I boffed her. I told her I didn't know but I knew I could find out for the right price. It would cost her a few hours of anything goes sex in a motel with me. I wanted what Santa got.

"She screamed at me and left my office in a huff. Later that day she came back and asked me if I could really find out. She said she would take me up on my offer but she also wanted the video tape of the cloakroom incident so I couldn't use it against her. I told her I would get back with her. So, Ross, what do you say? Can I tell her it was you?"

I had to think about this for a few minutes. In one sense, I felt good about her not knowing I was the Santa, but I also knew she would blow a literal head gasket when she found out that she let me fuck her. I had to laugh when I thought about her reaction.

"Bud, tell her you don't know my name but that she can find me at the Santa shack at the mall. I'll be there in the evenings and on weekends from Thanksgiving to Christmas Eve. Make sure you get laid first and don't tell her that I have a copy of the video. I'll have it as a back-up just in case you need it."

"Thanks Ross, are you sure you don't want in on this? She deserves everything she gets. I really don't like her but I love playing with her mind and I want to use her one more time."

"Bud, be careful. She probably has something up her sleeve. She doesn't give her pussy away unless she has something to gain. I honestly don't want anything to do with her; not even a fuck. I would like to find a nice woman and settle down and have a family some day, but it probably won't ever happen. Other than when I play Santa, no woman wants a fat guy." I chuckled but inside I felt it was true.

"Ross, you're the nicest guy I know. Believe me when I say that you'll find the right woman and she'll be lucky to have you, fat and all," he said and smiled.

****

It was shortly after Thanksgiving that Bud and I talked again. He had the biggest shit-eating grin on his face.

"So, do you want to hear about my date with Sheila?" Bud asked.

"You know I do, Bud."

"I offered to take her out for a nice dinner and a couple of drinks. She said she didn't want to be seen with me. All she wanted was that video and the name of the Santa that she had sex with that night. It really pissed me off. Here I was offering a nice time ending with sex but she wasn't interested."

"That's Sheila, thinking she's better than anyone else," I responded.

"We met at the motel room and she was dressed in a nice skirt and blouse. As soon as we entered the room, she asked for the name and video. I laughed because she would probably yell rape and take the tape and leave. I showed her the tape and gave her the picture of you in the Santa outfit.

"Right away she demanded proof it was the same guy. I put the video in and told her to get ready to check out Santa's costume. Then I mentioned that I knew where she could find you but I wouldn't tell her until after she gave me what I wanted," Bud stated.

"I'll bet she didn't take that very well," I said and rolled my eyes.

"She didn't say anything so I started it. The first thing we heard was her screaming for Santa to fuck her. She turned it off and shoved it into her purse. I could see the anger in her eyes but she started to unbutton her blouse. That was something I wanted to do and so I made her stop. I got a dirty look for that, too.

"Damn, she's got nice tits, Ross," Bud remarked before going on. "I took off her blouse, unclasped her bra, and kissed them while she just stood there. She was doing her best not to enjoy it but I knew the feeling was getting to her. She just stared at me when I told her she might as well enjoy it because I planned to use her for my benefit. I continued to massage and suck on her tits and soon heard small moans coming from her."

"It doesn't sound like it took long for her to give in."

Bud smirked and went on. "She wouldn't look at me though. I had thought of just fucking her hard and letting her go but decided to actually make love to her body. I knew it would bother her more later knowing she enjoyed it with me. I unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. All she had on was her white panties so I dropped down to my knees to pull them down her legs. She didn't say a word but quickly stepped out of them.

"Then I directed her to sit on the bed. As she did, I pushed her back and buried my face in her bush. She squealed out; I know she didn't want to but it just happened. Her pussy was wet and glistening. I spread her legs wider and started eating her out. I put two fingers in her pussy and stroked them while licking her clit. She kept moaning and moving her ass hard against my face.

"She wanted to know if I was going to fuck her. I knew she was getting into it Ross, and wanted it over before she enjoyed it too much. That's when I decided to make her beg for it."

"Good move, Bud. That made her mad, I bet."

"Boy did it ever. That woman sure can swear, Ross. I told her I was content rubbing her clit and making her want more. It only took her about a minute to ask me to fuck her. But that wasn't what I wanted to hear. I wanted to hear her say she needed my cock in her pussy. She finally broke down and asked me to fuck her until she came," Bud explained.

"I did just that. I pushed my cock in her and fucked her long and hard. She must have come at least twice. I told her to turn over and I started taking her from behind. Right when she was about to come again I took my slick cock out of her pussy and started to push it in her asshole."

"You were brave, Bud. I'm surprised she let you do that."

"Ross, she argued and tried to pull away but I didn't stop. I told her I hadn't asked permission and now I was fucking her just like Santa did. With that said, I pushed my cock deep in her ass until my balls were against her cunt. I filled her ass with my sperm just as I said I would.

"She screamed out, Ross. I don't know if it was pleasure or pain but I felt her orgasm one more time as her ass cheeks closed hard against my cock. It actually hurt my cock but I didn't care. I got my revenge fuck against the bitch," Bud said with a smile.

"Damn, Bud, I'd say you did."

"After her orgasm I pulled my cock out of her ass and rolled over on my back. She quickly got up and called me every disgusting name in the book then went into the bathroom to clean up. I stayed on the bed wondering what she had in store for me next. I was ready for her if she tried to get revenge.

"She came out of the bathroom and quickly got dressed as she continued cussing at me. I just laid there and let her rant. She looked in her purse to make sure she still had the video and then asked who the Santa was in the picture."

Bud looked away for a moment as if remembering that night. I waited for him to go on.

"Sheila demanded I tell her since she'd kept her part of the deal. I told her I didn't know his name but then said what you and I talked about, Ross. She could find the Santa at the Southland Mall. I interrupted her when she started accusing me of lying. I told her again that Santa would be at the mall. That's when I demanded that she stop with her threats or she'd regret it.

"With her hands clenched at her sides she yelled that I was nothing but a security manager. She said she just might turn me in for harassing her as she opened the door. I watched her walk out with her video and then I laughed."

"So, Bud, aren't you a little afraid she might try and get even with you? I have the extra copy of the video if you think you might need it. I'd hate to see you get in trouble because of that bitch."

"Don't worry Ross, I have the bases covered. I didn't tell her but I taped our whole sexual romp. I had a mini cam wired in the smoke detector. This time I have sound and all. If she tries to get me for harassment, I'll use it if necessary. It has her asking me to fuck her," said Bud.

****

It was the following weekend after talking to Bud that I noticed Sheila walking up to the Santa's village. There was a long line of kids waiting to ask Santa for a present and have a picture taken. Sheila came up behind me and leaned over my shoulder. It was hard to hear her with all the noise from the kids but she said she wanted to talk to me.

I didn't think she sounded very happy, either. She didn't move away at all as she waited for an answer.

"Do you remember me from the Halloween party?" she asked in an impatient tone.

I told the elves to hold up the line for a minute and looked over at Sheila.

"Yes Sheila, I remember you, but right now I'm working. I have numerous kids who are here to see Santa and I'm not going to disappoint them. I'll be taking a break at two o'clock and we can talk in the dressing room across the aisle there. Now if you will be kind enough to leave so I can pay attention to these kids, I'd be most grateful."

She gave me a dirty look but I figured she didn't want to make a scene right then. I motioned for the elves to let the kids through and saw Sheila look at her watch and walk away.

At two o'clock, I was in the dressing room when Sheila came in. Others used it for a lunchroom but I was alone right then.

"Who the hell are you?" Sheila asked rather loudly. "Why did you pretend you were someone else and use me like you did? I should have you fired for what you did to me."

"I never said I was anyone but Santa to you. If you thought I was someone else then it was your own fault. I never forced myself upon you. You were very willing and eager to have sex with me —"

She quickly interrupted me. "It's because I thought you were someone else. Who the hell are you?"

"Sheila, I thought you would recognize the man you were married to for almost two years," I said as I took off my beard.

"Ross, you son of a bitch. You and that bastard Bud set me up. You both took advantage of a defenseless woman. I took care of getting even with Bud, that bastard, and now I'll get even with you."

"What do you mean you got even with Bud? What stupid thing did you do now?"

"If you must know, I talked to the District Manager, John Woodrow, and told him I was constantly being harassed by your friend. He had me fill out a report and said he would get back to me the first of the week. I told him if he didn't do something about Bud that I would file charges against the store. He said that he takes harassment charges very seriously. I have his word he'll look into it himself. Your buddy is toast," said Sheila with a laugh.

I shook my head and called her a stupid bitch. "All he asked for was a date and you ridiculed him because of his job and that he walked with a limp. Just the way you did me because of my weight. You were only able to get your weight off because my insurance paid for your surgery. How can one woman be so hateful?"

"You'll find out soon enough. When I leave here I'm going to the mall managers and tell them their Santa is a sleaze bucket and tried to come on to me."

"Before you make a complete fool of yourself there are a couple of things you might want to know. Bud is a good friend of mine and doesn't deserve this bitch attitude you possess. Some day it will backfire on you.

"As for me, I'll file counter charges against you for coming in here and harassing me. I love this job and the kids. I'm not going to let you destroy this for me. I'll sue you for every dime you ever make. So you better have more proof than your accusations."

"You don't have any proof either. It will be my word against yours. I have the original tape from the cloakroom, so whom do you think they will believe? A good looking woman or a fat Santa?" Sheila smirked thinking I didn't stand a chance.

"I would bet on the Santa. You see, Bud made me a copy of the cloakroom tape of you fucking me very willingly. You may have the original but I think my copy will work just fine and I can guarantee I don't want to fuck you for it."

Sheila stood there stunned and lost for words. I reached over to the intercom and called security to the dressing room. When they came in Sheila told them she wanted to see the management because I was harassing her.

"Lady, Ross told us that his ex-wife would be here around two o'clock and would probably try and start trouble. Management told us to stand by in case any problems arose. You are in his dressing room that is only for employees. Ross, do you want to file charges against her for being here?" he asked.

"No, just escort Sheila off the premises. I believe she has some mental problems and may need help."

I looked over at Sheila, "If you ever come back here and jeopardize my job again, I'll take you to court. Now get out of my dressing room and out of my life."

My friends, the guards, escorted her out of the mall. She didn't say a word. I was quite sure I was now free of her but I was worried about Bud. I called him and he said he had already talked with John Woodrow. He would see me on Tuesday and explain what happened.

"Just so you know Ross, I'm fine and pretty sure everything will be all right. Thank you for caring. I'll see you Tuesday."

We met Tuesday for a couple of beers and he explained what went on with Sheila.

"I was called to John's office. I never told you this before but John got me my job with the store. We were in Iraq at the same time and met in the hospital ward. He had been in there for nearly a month before I arrived. We did our best to help each other through that difficult period.

"John knew he wouldn't walk again. He told me he was prepared to live with it and had a good job waiting for him as a district manager of this department store outlet. They'd already notified him that it was there for him. I told him I wanted to be a cop but would be walking with a limp most likely for the rest of my life. I remember John laughed and said he'd settle for that. I apologized and told him I wasn't thinking straight."

Bud stopped speaking for a moment and looked out the window. It seemed like he was thinking of those days in the hospital.

"I never knew that's what you wanted to do, Bud."

"I guess we never talked about that, Ross. Well, John told me when I got out that if I needed a job to give him a call. I thanked him but explained that I was going to look for some kind of security job. I wasn't cut out to be a salesperson. He laughed and pointed out that stores needed more than just sales personnel. He then said to look him up if I needed help, smiled and gave me his card.

"After being released from the service I went home for a month and spent time with my family. I looked for work in the security field but couldn't find much. I did still limp but it wasn't overly noticeable. I worked out and built up my legs."

"What happened next?" I asked.

"I went to the department store that John Woodrow had mentioned to me. They were in need of security employees for the warehouse. I applied and filled out the application naming him as a reference. The human resource manager wondered if I meant the John Woodrow that worked in their company. After I said yes, she asked me to step out of the room for a few minutes so she could make a phone call.

"When she brought me back in she had a smile on her face that would light a room. She came right out and told me I could have the position of night shift security if I was interested. I'd need to have a physical and drug test since they required both for all employees. As I was leaving, she mentioned that Mr. Woodrow wanted her to tell me, ‘Band of Brothers' and to wish me the best. That's how I started this job a few years ago. They made me Security Supervisor on the day shift since then."

"He remembered his promise to you," Ross replied. "That's really great."

"I know." He then began telling me, "I walked into John's office and he wanted to know what the hell was going on. Sheila Moore had gone in and filed harassment charges against me. She went as far as saying if he didn't do anything about it she would even go over his head.

"I can just imagine her storming into his office, Bud. What did John say about it?" Ross asked.

"I told him, John, I mean Mr. Woodrow, I didn't harass the woman. I did ask her out a couple of times and she refused. After the Halloween party she came to me and asked if I knew who the man in the Santa suit was and I told her I wasn't sure but could probably find out.

"I told her the price of the information would be a date with me. She said okay and I found the Santa to be her ex-husband. Of course, I didn't tell her till after our so-called date together.

"She met me at a motel and said she didn't want to be seen with me. We had consensual sex and after she showered, I gave her the information she wanted and she told me she was going to get even with me for using her. What she didn't know was that I taped the whole sexual relations thing and have it on tape.

"I never trusted her and so I made the tape. She doesn't know about it. I've been around security long enough to know when to protect myself."

"What did John have to say, Bud?"

"He asked me when I had the date with Ms. Moore. I told him three days ago. I guess she had set me up from the beginning. I told John I had two copies of the tape; I was going to give one to her and figured I'd need the other to prove my innocence."

"The next day John called both Sheila and I to his office. He told her that he had contacted the firm's lawyers and they were going to hear both sides on Friday. He informed Sheila that she needed proof of this harassment. Cell phone recordings or witnesses that would sign affidavits that they had heard the harassment would work.

"She said that she thought her word was good enough since she'd been a valuable employee for a good number of years. John interrupted her and told her a man's job was at stake, meaning me, and that false allegations could lead to her dismissal as well. Sheila looked worried.

"He continued and told Sheila that he had a talk with me and I disputed harassing her. He said I mentioned that the two of us were on a date and had sexual relations the day before she filed the charges. He then asked her if it was true."

"How did she respond to that Bud," I asked with interest.

"Well, Sheila looked in shock and screamed out that we'd done no such thing. John told her that I admitted that I had recorded the incident in the motel room. He added that he hadn't seen the video yet and even though it wouldn't be admissible in a court of law, it would be admissible to the lawyers to see if they are false charges or not.

"Oh shit! She got caught with her panties down," I said and laughed. "What happened next?"

"I told Sheila that I brought her a copy of the so-called date and asked her if she would like to see it. She was totally stunned, looked over toward me and called me a bastard. Then she looked at John and asked if they could just forget about the whole incident. She would just drop the harassment charges.

"John replied by saying he was sorry but they were very serious charges she'd filed and he'd already contacted the lawyers. Next he asked if she was saying that they were false charges."

I just shook my head and waited for Bud to go on. It all sounded so typical of my ex-wife.

"Sheila responded by saying she just wanted it over. John asked me to step out of the office while he talked to Sheila. Later, after she had left, he brought me back in. He told me that she stated that she just wanted to get even with me because I knew her ex-husband.

"According to John, the report would be removed from my file but remain in Sheila's for as long as she worked for the company. It stated that she had made false accusations and later withdrawn her petition.

"He also said that he couldn't let the false accusations go unpunished. Sheila and I both had good work records but he knew we shouldn't be working in the same area. He told Sheila that she could keep her position but after the holidays, he would transfer her to one of the stores on the West Coast.

"She and I weren't to speak to each other during the remainder of her time there. If Sheila ever filed false harassment charges again, he told her that he'd dismiss her and file charges."

I heard Bud laugh, so I asked him what was so funny.

"As I was leaving John's office he asked me if it was any good. I replied that it was very good but it was sad she didn't have a personality to match. He shook his head and smiled as I left his office."

I grinned at Bud. "I'm glad that it's all over. You're not planning on seeing her again are you?"

"No, it was fun but not worth losing a good job over. I have a couple of nice ladies that I'm dating. I'll just see what life gives me next.

****

I hadn't seen Bud in a couple of weeks. It was getting close to Christmas and I was spending my days at the factory, my nights and weekends at the mall playing Santa. It was my favorite time of year. I wasn't the happy fat guy named Ross. I was the jolly man in red suit known the world over as Santa Claus.

A couple of days before Christmas I received a call from Bud.

"Hi Ross, Merry Christmas. Hey, if possible I'd like a favor?"

"Same to you Bud. What can I do for you? It's not Sheila again is it?"

"No, I did hear from her though and she wanted to see me one more time before she left town. She said it was for the original of the tape I had of her."

"So, what did you say to her? Are you going to see her again?"

"I told her that she almost cost me my job and I wouldn't get near her pussy with a ten foot pole. She told me I better not show it to anyone or she would —"

"I just hung up the phone. I don't plan on showing it to anyone but I do watch it every once in a while," he said and chuckled.

"So, what is this favor you wanted?"

"I'd like to know if you could come to Columbus on Christmas Eve. My sisters and brothers along with all their kids will be there. I made the mistake of telling one of my nieces that I knew Santa personally. She asked me if I could get him to come and see her; she's only four. Of course, once I said that everyone wanted me to ask you to come over on Christmas Eve."

"I work at the mall till two o'clock but I could leave there and be in Columbus by four o'clock. I can only stay for about an hour. Santa has a lot of running to do Christmas Eve night, but he always has time for a good friend," I replied.

"Thanks Ross, I really do appreciate it. Is there anything you need me to do?"

"I need a nice present for each child that will be there. Make it something they have asked for from Santa. You can give them to me to put in my bag to pass out to them. Afterwards I'll need to change into my regular clothes. I don't want anyone else to see me dressed as Santa after that."

"What do I owe you for this Ross?"

"Nothing, you're my best friend; there is no way I'd accept money from you."

****

I headed over to Bud's parents house where the family was meeting for Christmas Eve. Bud was watching out for me and when I pulled up, he came out through the garage and gave me the presents for all the kids. There were a house full of them, most were younger and still believers in Santa.

Bud went back inside. I rang my bells that I carried and yelled Ho, Ho, Ho. The door opened and a beautiful young woman was standing there. I have to tell you that she took my breath away. I later found out that it was Bud's youngest sister Alaina. It took me a few seconds before I could speak.

"Kids, look who's here," she said.

All the kids came running over to her. You could imagine how happy they all were yelling my name and hugging my leg.

"Let him come in and sit down," said Bud laughing.

We all went in the living room by the big tree. The kids were all sitting in a semi-circle in front of me. The parents were either standing or sitting behind them.

One by one, I would reach in my bag and read off the name. That child would come and sit next to me and I'd tell them a short story or let them talk to me. When I called the name Molly, a beautiful little girl just stood up. Molly was Alaina's daughter, the one who asked Bud if he could get Santa to come see them.

"It's ok," said Alaina, "you asked Uncle Bud to invite him and he's here to see you. He won't hurt you. Watch," she said as she came up and gave me a hug. Damn, she smelled good, I thought.

Little Mollie came up and gave me a hug, too. She was as pretty as her mother was. I don't know anything about her father. Bud and I never talked much about his family other than he loved them very much.

I gave Mollie her gift and she hugged me again. I saw tears in Alaina's eyes and had to wonder about her family. I went though the rest of the names and gave each child their gift. When I was about done, Bud had dropped an envelope into my bag.

I pulled it out and read the name on the envelope. "To Alaina from Santa."

I looked over at Bud as Alaina came up and sat next to me. She opened it up and in was two tickets to a big New Year's bash given by one of the radio stations. She looked over at Bud.

She thanked me with a hug, then went over, and gave one to her brother. The rest of the family knew about it already. Bud had bought four tickets on an on-line auction. He later told me he had a woman he was going to take. It was the station that Alaina always listened to and he thought he'd give her the other two tickets so she could go.

I decided my task was over and waved goodbye to everyone. All the kids were busy opening and playing with their gifts. Bud showed me a place in the garage where I could change my clothes.

I felt good. Bud had a wonderful family and for just a bit of time I was part of it. I was getting ready to leave through the garage when Bud came out and told me to hold on a minute. He said Alaina wanted to see me.

She came into the garage and thanked me for everything. She said she always wondered what Santa looked like without his red suit.

I smiled and said, "Just a man like all other men, though in my case, just a little heavier."

"No," said Alaina. "You're a very special man. I've talked to Bud and he always says what a good friend you are. You gave me two tickets to a wonderful New Year's bash. Would you do me the honor of being my date?"

"Your husband ..."

"There isn't one. We can talk about all that some other time. All I'm interested right now is if you want to be my date for the New Years Eve bash. A simple yes or no will suffice. We'll be double dating with Bud and his friend Claire."

I looked over at Bud who was almost laughing. I honestly couldn't believe that a woman like Alaina would even want to be seen with me. I quickly answered "yes" and she gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

"Okay, that's settled. I'll see you next week, and Merry Christmas," she replied as she went back into the house.

Bud walked me to my truck and told me he would get hold of me later in the week and would explain more about Alaina and Molly. "See, I told you that a beautiful woman would go out with you. Take care of her; she's my favorite sister and she deserves someone as nice as you. Merry Christmas my dear friend," said Bud.

"...and Merry Christmas to you Bud."

I will be writing a story titled, ‘Ross's Love Life'. Please look for it in the future.

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