This Christmas, I'll unwrap her box, for the very first time.
My new, younger assistant jingles all my bells.
She's curvy, innocent and submissive.
What I want for Christmas is her tied up under my tree.
I know she's perfect for an arrangement that suits my needs.
And suddenly working over the holidays doesn't seem so bad.
I didn't anticipate falling for her like snowflakes in winter.
Because that's not something I do.
But now, every time we're in my office,
my heart feels as exposed as her body.