Me: Then close the curtains.
Ash: But then I’ll miss Santa!
Me: Then just close your eyes.
Ash: When I close my eyes all I can see are sugar plums.
Me: What does a sugar plum even look like?
Ash: I don’t know! They’re dancing too much for me to tell.
I laughed and switched back to my camera. “Okay,” I said. “Walk over again. But this time, channel the same energy you had when you walked out with Sloane to announce what round it was during Musical Cocks.”
Slavanka nodded.
I hit record and pointed at her. And she fuckingslayed.It was slow and sultry and her tits jiggled a little bit with every step.
“Yes! That’s perfect!” I showed her both so she could compare.
“I still like first one better,” she said. “But it only good for big strong man. Second one better for bitch boy. It be better with hat, though.”
Hmmm…I watched the footage again. And she was right. Her sexy Santa outfit was woefully incomplete without a hat. “Oh! I have an idea. How about I give you the hat, and you give methe bikini top and bottom. That way you have the hat, but it still looks like I have a fun outfit too.”
“Yes, yes,” said Slavanka. “Good idea.” She undid her top and bottom, leaving her in just the gloves, stockings, shoes, and garter belt.
I handed her the hat and she put it on while I slid into the bikini. Although the change took significantly longer than it should have thanks to Ash texting me three more times about how she couldn’t sleep.
“Wanna do one more practice run?” I asked.
“Yes, yes.” She went back to her corner and then I filmed her walking to the hot tub again.
“Amazing,” I said. “Check out how much your boobs bounce.” I played the footage back for her.
“Yes, yes,” she said. “Very bouncy. Wait! You see that?”
“See what?” I asked.
“Rewind.”
I rewound a little.
“Play. Watch roof.”
I hit play and…
Holy shit!I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I rewound it and played it again. And then I paused it and zoomed in. It was onlyin the frame for a split second. But it was definitely there. A little flash of red and white in the shape of a man walking on the roof. I stood up, not even caring about the snow biting at my skin.
“That Santa?” asked Slavanka.
“Yes that’s freaking Santa!” I went to text Ash, but I was so excited that I nearly dropped my phone into the hot tub. I caught it just in time and typed out the text to Ash: CODE9!!!!
And then we sprung into action.
Slavanka started climbing onto the roof while I dashed through my room.
“Babe?” asked Chad, but I was already out in the hall.
I took the stairs two at a time and slid to a stop in front of the fireplace, dripping water all over the place.