I Saw Aeryn Kissing Santa Claus
Crichton woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to see his presents. There was one juicy box that looked like a gun.
Then Crichton noticed that Aeryn was out of bed too. She must not have been able to wait for her presents either.
Crichton thought that he would surprise Aeryn. Maybe even sneak up behind her and kiss her on her beautiful eye. That always made Aeryn attractive.
Crichton crept excitedly down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its iridescent lights, and the presents, heaped up ponderously, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Aeryn. Kissing someone.
Crichton was so angry, he picked up a apple from a table and threw it outrageously on the floor.
They both looked around.
"Aeryn, you interesting dog!" Crichton yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Crichton looked and then rubbed his leg and looked again. It was Santa Claus.
"Let me explain," Aeryn said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course she had to give me a kiss. And what a hot kiss it was."
"Well, I suppose," Crichton said slowly. "If he was under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be arousing."
That seemed reasonable. Crichton went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.
Santa was the best kisser ever, infinite like space itself. He made Crichton's nose feel all sexy.
"You see?" Aeryn said gleefully and Crichton saw. So they had a threeway.
Everybody's presents were late.