I've Been An Awful Good Girl....

Dear Sweet Man,

Hello Nicky Darling! The last picture you sent me was so fabulous. That skiers’ tan and the twinkle in your eyes, which hasn’t changed a bit since last Christmas just turned me on. Have you lost weight? You looked so buff in those tight fitting ski bibs. Did you wear those just so you could show me your masculine physique? Have you had botox? Why, you just look so young and virile. And that gorgeous white beard, oh the wonder of that beard, the places it can go...the things it can do! Oh Baby, make my Christmas wish come true .

I know we should stop meeting like this. Last year after our little tryst under the artificial tree we busted all the balls and damaged the tree. I had to throw it in the trash. But there’s just something so romantic about making it with an older man under the tree to the sound of reindeer paws and groans on the rooftop. By the way, I heard about how Comet put his antler up a very delicate posterior part of your anatomy last Christmas Eve when you reappeared on my roof. I don’t know what he was so PO’d about. You were only here about three hours! This year we’ll give them all buckets of hot chocolate and cookies to keep them occupied and happy. I bought a new red teddie at Victoria’s and now my secrets will all be revealed. Just for you Sweet Man.

Now down to the business of this letter. I can assure you I’ve been just as good this year as last year, maybe even better. But then, you know how good I am.

I haven’t told one single soul to go to hell, though a few of them definitely should, I’m held my tongue and depended on Karma. I did lose my temper a few times, but Santa you know you love the fire of redheads, it’s just part of me, can I be held accountable for my natural traits. After all you do enjoy my natural traits. So please count me among the “Nice” or at least the “Naughty Nice”. You know I can be so nicely naughty.

I have done a few other naughty things but a Lady never tells so use your very prolific imagination and forgive me for being a bad girl. Please don’t bring me a bundle of switches, unless you intend to spank me with a few of them.

My Christmas list is simple, I want it all so bring extra of everything. You won’t be sorry and I won’t send that Christmas card to dear ole Mrs. Santa, the one with us kissing under the mistletoe and your hand on my ass. The cherry cheesecake and a few other pastries and treats will be waiting so hurry down the chimney Baby.

Love Always
Naughty But Nice La Belle

Music "Santa Baby"