“My mom does strive to be the best,” I half-joked. Dave hasn’t even noticed. She’s got a big one! I was flattered that Evan picked up on the fact that Blitzen had called me something. You are supposed to hide behind trash cans and cars and haul ass there.”
Blitzen seemed the most nervous of the bunch. “C’mon, guys! fatty … I mean a LOT of jizz! While the other bitches go out and sing in the cold! “He told me to put your butt plug in the snow and make you pee your name?”
“Is that all? For sluts who really didn’t want to sing Christmas Carols, they sure loved singing their own raunchy lyrics. My neighbor looked up at me with a cute but dim expression on her face as she licked her finger, just like I told her to do when she told me who she was.