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It was Christmas of 2015 when Tate and I decided it was time to meet each
other's family.
What? This place is huge.
I mean, I guess.
Sucky!
Sucky? Sucky, I missed you so much.
Hi, Mom. This is Dallas.
No Christmas sweater? Oh.
You two won't be sleeping in the same room. That's okay. In my house, I should
be the most important woman in my son's life. And if I can't share a bed with
him, well, neither can you.
No problem.
Preston, can you go check on Victoria?
Victoria? Yes, absolutely.
She's probably asleep.
Come in.
Are you really going to deny me, Daddy?
I love it when you call me Daddy.
Lock the door.
Can you go and see what's taking Preston and Victoria so long?
Her bedroom's the second door on the right. Okay.
I hate Dallas.
What? The city, not your girl.
I
guess
I should put my wedding ring on.
Mona was wondering where you guys were.
She wanted me to come check in on you. Yeah.
She gets like this around the holidays every year.
I can barely wait to open up all the gifts.
That sounds like someone else I know.
Yeah.
Victoria, this is Dallas. Dallas, this is Victoria.
Hi.
Is there a restroom around here that I could use by chance?
Sure. My room's right through there. Go ahead. Okay, cool. I'll be down in just
a few minutes.
Absolutely. Wonderful.
Peyton had always told me his family was close, but I was starting to feel like
a fifth wheel.
How can you really fault a family for being close?
I mean, what's the harm in that?
Are you lost?
Everyone's downstairs waiting for you.
I had to use the restroom.
Are you sleeping with my son?
Okay. Maybe there is harm in being that close. Don't be shy.
We don't believe in secrets in this family.
Which is why I decided to lie.
No,
no. No, I haven't.
Good. I wouldn't want my son to be dating a whore.
The rest of the day, I did everything I could to be the perfect girlfriend.
I laughed at their yuppie jokes and admired their bizarre tastes in gift
I just wanted them to like me.
Even though the truth was, I didn't like them.
So, what do you think of my family?
I love them.
Yeah, they're pretty awesome, huh?
So, what's with this nickname?
Sucky? Your stepmom's always calling you that?
It's stupid.
Why don't you sneak in later?
No, I don't want to be on your mom's hit list.
I just came in to say goodnight.
Alright, goodnight. I love you. I love you too.
Why didn't you tell her?
About?
Sucky. I doubt my girlfriend would stay here about her sex life, Mom.
That's probably because the two of you aren't fucking.
She told me, you know.
And I can't tell you how happy that made me.
I'm not quite ready to share my stepson's cock.
You always were selfish with it.
So...
Daddy took two Xanax and is out cold.
Victoria's doing God knows what.
And little Dallas is far too respectful of the house rules to disturb us.
So, how about a little sucky?
Sucky?
I'd love it.
But I already gave you a process.
Just a little sucky, please.
What about
what I want?
I'll give you everything you want.
everything. Nice young cock.
You got my cup so hot.
Ask Mrs.
Claus what you really want.
You always did get so excited on Christmas Eve.
Okay.
Please, please, please, please.
Please. Please, please, please.
Please.
Please what?
Please put your pussy on my face.
Hmm.
Thank you very much.
I'm gonna watch your ass bounce on my car.
Oh my god.
I think that could be arranged.
Can you fuck me?
I couldn't get out of that house fast enough.
All I could think about was getting home to my family where things felt actually
normal. I'm serious, boy.
We'll fucking kill you.
We own guns, you know.
I'll give you this carton of figs for this ammo.
All right.
You never know when I might need it.
Rogan. What?
Mom. Oh, hey, Mama. Hey, baby girl. I'm sorry I'm so late. All those lonely men
just need a little... hug and cuddle before the holidays.
What's the job?
Oh, uh, I'm a dancer.
Dancer? Like a stripper?
You got a problem with that?
I don't think I impressed him much.
Dallas' boy.
You're the best mother a guy could ask for.
Stepmother. Girlfriend.
Don't tell anyone.
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