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The Night before Christmas written by: Clement Clarke Moore
The Night Before Christmas Tokyo-3
'Twas
the night before Christmas, when all through the Pad
PenPen
sleeping quietly , the only pet that we had.
Misato's clothes
were strewn about without care,
in hopes that I would clean them
while I was there.
With
Asuka gone to Hikaris for the night,
the chance for some good
sleep was looking bright.
And Misato in her cutoffs, and I with my
S-dat,
had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.
When
out on the patio there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my
futon to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a
flash,
stumped my toe on the doorframe, and tripped on the trash.
The moon on the surface of the concrete white like snow
gave
the lustre of midday to objects below,
when, what to my wondering
eyes should appear,
but a Turbo Supra that sported No-fear.
With a
svelte young driver, that shouted out Baka,
I knew in that moment
that it was Asuka.
With a clap of thunder, It blew off it's
boost,
and it whistled and rumbled and shook like a man on a
noose:
"Now
Baka! Hey Baka!
Ain't I a Vixen!
Come down, Come down,"
She stood down there bitchin!
She
Went To the Fourth floor!
To the End of the hall!
"I
musn't run! Musn't run away !
I musn't run away at all!"
As dry
leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
when they meet with an
obstacle, mount to the sky
so up to the Front door the Red head
then flew,
with a hand full of clothes, and a can of woop ass too.
And
then, The jingling, I heard at the door
the beating and banging of
the half German whore.
As I drew in a deep breath and started to
head out the back,
I heard the front door buckle under the
relentless attack.
She was
dressed all in Red, from her head to her foot,
and her clothes
were overly revealing, I dared not look.
A bundle of clothes she
had wrapped in a sheet,
and she looked like a peddler just in from
the street.
Her
eyes--how they sparkled! Her dimples, how merry!
Her face like an
Angels, how I wanted her cherry!
Her droll little mouth was drawn
up in a smile,
and that look on her face, it was going to be a
while.
Her dress it was Tight with a slit up the thigh.
and her
legs were gorgeous enough to make a man die.
She had a marvelous
ass and a nice set of Tits,
that bounced when she giggled, and it
gave me the fits.
She
wasn't chubby and plump, Like the jolly old Elf
and I drooled
when I saw her, in spite of myself.
A wink of her eye and a twist
of her head
soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
She
spoke not a word, but went straight to her work,
and fumbled with
my zipper, then gave it a jerk.
And laying her finger to the side
of her face,
She gave an affirming nod, and I knew my place.
I
sprang to attention, for this moment she waited,
And when she
finally went down I almost fainted.
But I heard her exclaim, after
she finished the deed,
"Merry Christmas Shinji, and I'm all you need"