"Christmas with the Andersons" by James Boswell (Jaybos@cris.com). Bobby is lonely and depressed, because he has to wait around to take his last exam after all his college friends have gone home for Christmas break. Readers of this story don't suffer, however, because Bobby spends his time rehashing a sexy scene from earlier in the school year. When he finally catches his plane and goes home, he is met at the airport by his sensual mother and sexy sister - or maybe it's vice versa. Then things rapidly become more and more interesting.

I chose this story because its title had a Christmas theme, and 'tis the season. Actually, it's not all that seasonal. True, Heather gives Bobby a simple blowjob rather than a complete enfuckment because she has already gone to confession and doesn't want to have to go again before going to communion on Christmas; but I think that's theologically ambiguous at best. {Heather must have had different nuns than I did.} But when Laurie boinks the boss at the office while she's still full of her husband's cum from the wake-up call - well, that could have been opening day of baseball season as well as a few days before Christmas. On the other hand, the wild session with Stan the Man in the station wagon did at least start at the office Christmas party; and the drunken orgy that included Stan's little brother was really an extension of what had started earlier.

Meanwhile, back at basketball practice, the lesbian coach has become attracted by the combination of sexy innocence and sweet sluttiness exuded by Bobby's 14-year-old sister, Amanda. And then we find Bobby wondering if his sexy mother is naked while he hears her grunting on the exercise machine in her bedroom.

Certainly Sherri's big tits and the way she bangs the hell out of Robert at the office don't qualify as a Christmas story. To be sure, Mr. Dawson is deeply interested in the youth of his community; but since that's really just a euphemism for liking his girls a little on the young side, it hardly qualifies as a Christmas motif.

Ah, here's a connection: when Laurie is kneading the dough for the Christmas cookies, she's really needing a couple of cocks. Then there's father O'Sullivan - a kind of Bing Crosby or John Black {for you DOOL fans} with raging hormones, leading the girls' choir in practicing carols. In his bed at night, as he whips his hand up and down his turgid flesh, lost in lust and guilt, his thoughts have often turned to doing indecent and indescribable things to sweet Amanda Anderson. What would father O'Mally say about that?

Maybe I'm being too rough. After all, Mrs. Stone does say "Merry Christmas!" to Bobby after she lures him away from the party and before she pulls a Mrs. Robinson with him. And when Mrs. Stone's daughter catches them in the act, Bobby and Mindy do go at it like reindeer in heat; and Bobby does explain his absence from the party as "checking out the Christmas decorations."

Well, it all comes together when they exchange Christmas presents. And later that night, after all the festivities, while Amanda is gently masturbating in front of a glowing fire, visualizing in her mind's eye the special efforts she had put in to get just the right presents, generally reviewing her year's sexual exploits, looking up in the midst of an orgasm to see her big brother looking down at her....

If the mother's name had been Carol, we would have a clear musical connection: "Here we go a' caroling!" As it is, we'll just have to settle for that other Christmas favorite: