Naughty or Nice (closed)

southern_slut

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It's Christmas Eve in the quiet suburbs. Every good little boy and girl is snuggled up with dreams of Santa's visit dancing playfully in their minds. Then comes this one little house. Nestled on the corner with a gap hazardous parked car and lights poorly put up for the season. That is Kathys house. Kathy is truly a naughty little girl who is set aside with guilt as every year more and more coal weighs down her stocking. This year will be different though. This year she has a plan. An artfully established dummy head sits on her pillow and down stairs she's nestled in the far corner. Hidden behind her Christmas tree she sits. Eager for Santa to fall through the chimney so she can demand answers from the old man.
 
Santa knew the familiar name on his naughty list. Little Kathy seemed more determined not to mend her ways as she grew older; for good girls never dare do the things that Kathy did with boys!

Reluctantly, he pulled out another lump of coal from his bag. Just as he stuffed it into the stocking with Kathy’s name, he heard a noise coming from the Christmas tree. “Who’s there?” Santa shouted as he shined the light of his torch onto a dark corner of the living room….
 
With a struggle Kathy tried to emerge from her hiding spot but tripped. Her mousy brown hair was tossed about her face as she stood up sternly.
"Hey... You've been robbing me for years big guy. I'm a nice girl but it's coal after coal after coal. What's the deal?"
The look about the impish face of Father Christmas was anything but jolly however. Blushing, trying to swallow her courage, Kathy redoubled her stance in an effort to look authoritative.
 
“Well… my dear,” Santa face turned bright red when he saw what Kathy wore: why her nipples stuck out of the garment meant to cover her bosom. Furthermore, to Santa’s shock, that piece of small fabric - supposedly designed to cover her special place - revealed everything; much to Santa’s dismay! “Would a girl wear that… when she wanted to sneak up… on Santa?”
 
"Why? Does it bother you?"

The thong and tank top were doing their job. Seducing the old man into a lapse in judgement. It works on the professors and every coach in school so it has to work here.
 
Saint Nick fought to control swelling bulge in his red trousers while examining Kathy’s barely covered body. “No,” he replied with a response that he knew contradicted his thoughts. “But,” he added as he stared at the nipples that showed through her lingerie. “If you want to be on the nice list,” Santa Claus paused to lick his suddenly dry lips and clear his unexpectedly parched throat, “then you can’t be going around and playing naughty games with grown-ups!”
 
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