“Turn around and give us a twirl.”
Dasher obliged, spinning slowly and flipping her hair over one shoulder as she struck a pose. Amateur porn Uncle Eddie was standing there, arms crossed and grinning like the cat that ate the canary. You are old enough to handle it – Act like it and don’t be a pussy or I’ll get out my Rudolph nose and you can be our 9th reindeer.”
I had no idea what he was talking about, but I could tell that it didn’t sound like I wanted to be a reindeer, any more than I wanted to be in mom’s crosshairs. Drinking? What could possibly be so bad about this party?”
“It’s an adults-only party,” she said simply, turning back to the stockings. The backyard gate creaked as I opened it, and I winced. Her voice was almost identical to Mom’s but with an extra twang of unrestrained joy. I sat there watching him, stewing in my frustration. One of them was building a gingerbread house, humming along to “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” as she worked. Her eyes sparkled with genuine delight, but I couldn’t help noticing that she didn’t seem to care I was staring directly at her cleavage. I didn’t want to throw a tantrum or pout, but I did on the way out the door – I couldn’t help
