A new house: the Staffords

I had to move on. There were so many girls I could see tonight it would be wrong - it would be wicked - to spend all night in one house.

Besides, a house not very far from here had the promise of interest. The Staffords were an interesting family. The mother and father were newly weds. In fact their wedding was just the other day and the white wedding dress still hung in the wardrobe. Mrs Stafford, Elaine, had no right to wear white and she was certainly no virgin. Both parents brought kids from previous marriages to the house. Mr Stafford, Tony, had a teenage daughter called Gilli. The young man in the house, Jason, was Elaine's son and already had had a string of girlfriends.

I knew that Santa wanted to visit the Staffords too. It didn't take long to reach their house. We entered via the chimney, the very best route, and started to explore. I knew where I wanted to go; I'd hit the kitchen straight away this time. All that fucking had made me hungry.

Stepping over Bryce, the Stafford's dog, was easy as a handful of elf dust put the beast to sleep.

I pushed open the kitchen door and... wow... let me tell you...