I was positive that sneaking into this party was the best decision I could have made! You are definitely invited back!”
No one challenged me on that, but no one told me I had no power to invite anyone to the party. She smiled and looked over her shoulder at me. The women looked like they had all been impaled by candy cane-colored spears forced down their throats – unable to close their mouths. I was grateful to just be part of it, and now I was a rider! “Don’t worry, naughty reindeer that don’t earn their tails will get something from Santa, too!”
“I know, Sir,” Daisy was clearly anticipating something unpleasant. The look on my Aunt’s face was not defiance, not acceptance – it was something in between and neither of those things. The men even made side bets with one another, often passing the Sexxmass cards and gift cards back and forth – betting whether a reindeer would fail a challenge or whether Eddie would tell a particular joke that he said every year or not.
