Cole:Shit…did you really have to send me a picture of you all rumpled in bed without me?
Storee:Just pretend I’m right there next to you, curled into your chest.
Cole:I don’t want to pretend. Come over today.
Storee:I’ll see what I can do, but I have a feeling Taran is going to commandeer my time again.
Cole:Does the light display really need that much attention from you?
Storee:You saw it. She’s determined. What are you up to? I don’t see your truck in the driveway.
Cole:I’m at the farm right now. Just finished feeding the reindeer. Now taking a break before I start putting their bridles and reins on. We have three reindeer walks today. We add more during the season.
Storee:What does a reindeer walk entail?
Cole:Come visit me and I’ll show you.
Storee:I would, but Taran has me going over a song list today and possible dance routines for the Christmas caroling competition. I am dreading it more than anything. Why does Bob Krampus think people need to sing in order to win?
Cole:It’s part of the joy of Christmas.
Storee:Aren’t you nervous about singing at the Caroling Café?
Cole:Not really.
Storee:If you come barreling in with a voice like an angel, I’m going to be mad at you.
Cole:LOL. Nothing to worry about. I think after I thrust at the crowd while decked out in green paint and lederhosen, nothing really fazes me at this point.
Storee:That is very true. I can still remember how the ground rumbled after that air humping.
Cole:I got some powerful hips, something you know a lot about.
Storee:I wouldn’t say a lot…we had one night.
Cole:One night where we got no sleep. Must I remind you about how we fucked in my bed twice? In the shower, against the wall…in the living room chair the next morning,and then when I bent you over the stairs on the way up to the shower?
Storee:To name a few. Sheesh. You make me sound like a loose woman.
Cole:Loose? No. Desired? Without question.
Storee:You sure know how to make a girl blush.
Cole:Hopefully it propels you to come see me.
Storee:I’ll try. When I say Taran is being psychotic, I’m not kidding. It’s like she came back from Golden a different person. I think she must have been talking to Aunt Cindy about the competition because she’s in full panic mode with Christmas Eve being twelve days away.
Cole:Is she worried about the candy cane competition?
Storee:No, but she’s been asking me what my plans are and if I need to practice. I told her I was good and that I’ll be fine, even though I feel like maybe I should practice. But what am I going to do with all those candy canes?
Cole:I can think of a few things you can do with them.
Storee:Are you always this horny? Tell me now so I can prepare myself for when we see each other again.
Cole:Who’s to say that was a horny comment?
Storee:Oh my God, Cole, I could taste the horniness from here.
