I reached under the covers and put my hand towards my crotch.Nothing had changed.I sighed. I rebuked myself for even entertaining the idea that Christmasmagic was possible. And yet, there had been something about that booth thatreally did seem to exude magic. And also, the way it had disappeared.No one else was up yet. As I liked to do, I went down to the living roomwhere the tree was. I wasn't allowed to open presents yet, but I was allowedto look. There were several presents to me from Mum and Dad, as well aspresents to my younger brother and sister, as well as little gifts from mybrother and sister to me.Then right over, on the side, was a parcel wrapped in paper which seemed tosparkle in the light."To Paul, a gift from Santa. Believe."I could scarcely believe my eyes. First, it had been years since anyone inour family had pretended gifts were from Santa. And then, there was thatword, "Believe" - reminiscent of that booth, and quite unlike anything myparents would write.The parcel. She opened the door and we were in. She slammed the door as we both threw ourselves on the bed, restless. We both were panting. Soon, I fell asleep.When I woke up I didn’t open my eyes wide. With partially open eyes I tried to survey the room. Nandita wasn’t on the bed. So I tilted myself a bit to extended the field of my vision and finally, as every time, spotted her standing next to her washing machine. She was pouring washing powered in the machine. Suddenly she looked at me. I turned myself down pretending to be asleep. Then, as I followed her activity, I saw her undressing in a mild rush. She took off her kurti and made her tank visible. I shied a bit and closed my eyes. But then I started gazing again. I saw her wearing a white tank. A tightly wound coating around her bosom. They were tightly wound and it appeared to me that the tank was glorifying her body in some strange indescribable way.She tide her beautiful hairs and in a sudden removed her tank off her body making her.
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