Santa Stuffed My Stocking

Santa Stuffed My Stocking

All I wanted for Christmas was for my boyfriend to be ready to start a family with me. Instead, I found myself alone on Christmas Eve, my hopes of losing my innocence and starting a family dashed. One wish on a shooting star, though, and I suddenly found my wildest fantasy being fulfilled. Because good girls can ask Santa for anything, including their desire to be taken hard and unprotected. When Santa’s done with me, my fertile womb will be filled to overflowing and my belly will be bulging.

Sitting on Santa’s Lap

Sitting on Santa’s Lap

I’ve never been a Scrooge, but it’s hard to find the Christmas spirit when your boyfriend and your job dump you on the same day. My best friend Shelly thinks she has a better cure for my holiday blues than a cookie binge, though: a trip to the local park’s Winter Wonderland, complete with a visit to jolly St. Nick. I don’t have high expectations, but when I sit on Santa’s lap, I discover he’s packing more than a bowl full of jelly under his red suit. And his name may be Nick, but he’s no saint…