The North Pole

Welcome to BBRC's Special Holiday Edition of timeless romance classics. During this time of year, we like to bring out the holiday cheer by bringing you special holiday passages from our favourite romance classic authors. This week, we're proud to present one of our finest selections from Rebeccah Love Margolin entitled, "The North Pole." This passage has been compared to such holiday classics as "The Grinch," "A Christmas Carol," and The Bible. We're sure you'll add it to you list of holiday favourites as well. So sit back, grab a glass of nog (with Covoisier in it, of course), and enjoy "The North Pole."

'Twas the night before Christmas and at the North Pole, Mrs. Claus was busy in the kitchen baking up some Christmas goods to give to Santa before he had to leave for the big trip. Santa walked into the room just in time to see Mrs. Claus bend over the oven, removing what smelled like a nice cherry pie. Suddenly Santa was overcome with a lust he hadn't felt in years. The two of them were alone in the kitchen and the elves were busy running around. It was the only excuse Santa needed.
"Mmmm," Santa said, "something sure smells good." Mrs. Claus turned, startled.
"Why Santa, you frightened me! You're just in time...I just pulled a cherry pie out of the oven, but it's still too hot, so don't you be putting your fingers all up in it."
"Mrs., I ain't thinkin' about puttin my fingers in no CHERRY pie..," Santa moved forward and grabbed Mrs. Claus by the apron. "Hmmm, mmm...I was thinking more along the lines of hair pie."
"Why Mr. Claus! You've got a long, hard night in front of you!"
"Why yes, I certainly do!"
Santa pulled Mrs. Claus close to him and the two began to kiss passionately. Mrs. Claus could feel Santa's candy cane through his red velour pants. Slowly, Santa lowered Mrs. Claus to the floor. He put his hand up her dress and caressed her cookie dough. She groaned, slipping her hands inside his coat. Santa could take it no more...plus, he had to get going if he wanted to make his rounds. He yanked up her dress, turned her over, and sat her in his lap.
"What do you want for Christmas, little girl?" he asked. She giggled, but then Santa put his cheese log into her fruitcake and her giggles turned to moans. Santa ravaged Mrs. Claus as if she were in charge of the cookies the little kids put out for him. The two climaxed quickly, Santa's belly shaking like a bowl full of jelly. Afterwards, Santa quickly buttoned up his pants and turned to go out the door.
"By the way, Mrs.," Santa said, turning back to his wife on the floor, "ho ho ho!"

We at BBRC hope you enjoyed this special holiday treat by Rebeccah Love Margolin. This classic can be purchased for six easy payments of $12.46 (+ 4.95 s/h). Order now and recieve a lifetime supply of your choice of gingerbread or candy cane flavored condoms. If you found Rebeccah Love Margolin's story a little more "colorful" than the usual passages, you must remember that she is just a Jew...and that she'll have one for all you fellow Jews coming soon! Happy Holidays!