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I said to Richard. He chuckled. “A few.” Jenna whipped around to me when a remix of “Heathens” came on, and immediately we began belting out the lyrics and jumping to the beat. Richard and Keenan eventually joined in, both showing off some skillful moves, especially Keenan. The DJ was good, keeping the energy in the room up, mixing familiar songs with electric beats. Each song rolled effortlessly into the next, and we never stopped. The lights zipped across the crowd in brilliant colors, refracting off any shiny surface.

Denise asked. He turned the screen toward us dramatically. 11:59 PM. A collective murmur spread through the room. “Countdown!” Zendaya shouted. Alex immediately climbed onto the rug like he was about to launch into orbit. “Ten!” Malik yelled prematurely. “It’s not midnight yet!” Denise snapped. We all shifted instinctively closer together. The fire crackled. The Christmas tree lights shimmered gold and red across familiar faces. Adrian and Dominic stood shoulder to shoulder. Zendaya grabbed Denise’s hand.

By the time Yves Golding got home, it was already midnight. I was lying in bed, staring at a photo of him and Melissa Lane. His abs showed faintly beneath his red Santa suit as she leaned against them, eyes shyly closed. Their colleagues had left comments below the post, saying that they were a perfect match and that Yves was quite bold. Melissa commented, "You guys, stop making things up. Mr. Golding was just being kind by keeping a lonely soul like me company for Christmas!"

It was late by the time I checked the clock, likely past the hour when anyone in that house would still be awake. Funny how people treat you with endless kindness when they need something from you, but when the tables turn? Not even the courtesy of a call. I pushed open the door to my room, only to be startled by a shrill scream. "Ahhh! Johnny!" The sudden outburst startled me, and I fumbled to turn on the light. What greeted me was a scene straight out of a melodrama: Kaley huddled in Johnny's arms, her eyes glistening with tears, a picture of delicate fragility.

He’d have to do that when he got home from here and then keep a very close eye on everyone. What he found was a memory of the past ringing with a lilting voice of his mother as she read a new poem, she had found but fit so well into their lives. It was as if they had made it for this moment. Max had missed most of the opening refrains of the poem. But it was as if it spoke to him, and his mother claimed the title was, ‘Twas the Night Before Yuletide’ by C. C. Williford. It spoke of everything thing they were doing and what made it special. Why it’s done and reminded everyone that rebirth was here in the strengthening of the very sunlight.

Jingle finished last, pulling from her mouth to cum across her tits, white ropes mixing with their saliva on her swollen pink nipples. They collapsed around her, bodies tangled on the rug, the fire's warmth chasing the chill. Santa kissed her forehead, Jingle nuzzled her neck, Frost traced her hip, real men, flawed and fond, in the magic of the night. "Merry Christmas, Dory," Santa murmured, voice thick with emotion. She smiled, spent and throbbing, the fantasy alive in her veins. "Best gift ever."

Her eyes gradually closed as she snuggled in her pillow and blanket, listening to his voice had a calming effect on her as he sang the song ‘At Last’ by Etta James in his own version. Moments later, he heard her soft snores. However, he didn’t stop with that one song. He sang three other songs. ‘Somebody You Loved’ by Lewis Capaldi, ‘Say You Won’t Let Go’ by James Arthur. And finally ‘A Thousand Years’ by Christina Perri. After the last song, he muttered “Goodnight, Amor.” The call ended. That night, Dawn slept peacefully. Weeks later, everyone was preparing for their Christmas Party while others were already talking about what they would do on their Christmas break.

Josh, and some of his mates come in behind him, as soon as he sees me his smirk disappears, and his eyes burn like acid as they stare at me. “Hello Josh, and friends, okay I think the first thing we need to do is announce all of our names. We will start on the right side of the room and work our way around starting with Alex.” “Okay I’m Alexandria” “I’m Aaron.” “Nick.” “Josh.” “Chelsea” “Hey I’m Emma.” “The name is Harry.” One of Josh’s friends “James.” Another one of Josh’s “Riley.” “Charlotte.” One of Riley’s gang “Lyrica.”

I shaked violently,as soon as I did, I felt him pour in me. He rolled off me ,mye became blurry.. "I love you Michael"I told him exhaustedly. I thought he didn't hear me...I just fell into a deep slumber. "I love you Natty" I heard him say but I was already asleep.

Lowering myself to her level, I held her shoulders gently and brushed a strand of hair from her face. “No,” I said softly. “No, honey. You just had a nightmare. That’s all.” She didn’t look convinced. “Mummy has no reason to hurt Daddy,” I added quickly. “I’ll be back soon. And guess what? We’re spending Christmas here with Grandma and Uncle Elliot.” Her face lit up instantly. “Yeah.” “I’m just going to get a few things for Christmas,” I said. “I’ll be back.” I turned away before she could ask anything else.