The children are asleep waiting for Christmas morning hoping that Santa will arrive with many wonderful gifts…AND not a creature was stirring….EXCEPT for Mom and Dad, preparing the way under the decorated tree with multicolored lights flashing brilliantly. They nestled down onto a soft blanket under the tree gazing at the lights, smelling the pine needles. Smiles were on their faces, the lubricant for a smooth journey was in their hands, and the excitement increased as they touched, massaged with long, slow strokes and loving and kind words….and then….”Is there really a Santa Claus? Will Santa see us and the reindeer see us? Will we get caught?….ah…the thrill of getting caught. Christmas music is in the background…..the joy of Christmas is here fully, with laughter, and a visions of sugar plums dancing around them.
Perhaps a lubricant with the smell of Christmas?