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Christmas Angel
Date: 10/19/2017, Categories: Fiction, Humiliation, Non-Erotic, Pregnant, Violence, Author: pars001, Rating: 95.7, Source: sexstories.com
able to. Alone and depressed, we are now where he had sat on the bench deciding that he was done, no point in trying any more. I knew that this night, was the point in time that he was meant to be at, the point our paths would cross and I could finally reward him for all his kindness. The weather reports had mentioned snow all day but as so far there'd been nothing. The man looked up at the sky his unshaven face having felt the first flake of snow fall on it. Smiling he thought to his self perfect, just lay down and go to sleep no more worries. Now was the time, I rushed forward and stood before the man, "You know I don't think this was the plan for you." "Huh? Oh hello sir, I'm sorry if I'm taking up the whole bench, here let me clear off a place for you to sit," with that he sat up and moved his few meager possessions over to one side. Just like him to think of another even when he was contemplating suicide. Taking his hand I shook it vigourously, "I've seen you from time to time," I said, "Thought you'd be at home preparing for Christmas." Sadly he shook his head, a stray brown curl escaping his toboggan hat, "Not this year, the kids are all grown, the spirit has left this body, you know I used to love Christmas," a huge sigh escaped his dry, chapped lips again, "with everything that has happened I lost it, now I feel that the world would be better if I just faded away, one less mistake it has to correct." Though not a violent man this one time I actually wanted to slap ...