The wall sealed up behind Jake and Jeremy, and time moved forward
again for a moment. Santa heard a loud snoring. He turned his
attention to the big lump in the bed in the corner of Jake's dorm
room. It was Jake's roommate "Boulder" Bob Brannigan. He was a year
older than Jake and had mentored Jake in his bullying skills. Santa
pulled out his list and it glowed with Bob's name on the naughty list.
Santa flexed his fingers and strode over to Bob's sleeping carcass.
"Now let's see what I've got to work with," buff Santa said waving his
rubber gloved hand. The sheets and bedclothes flew away revealing
Bob's hulking body wearing only tennis socks and a grey flannel
shorts. At his feet huddled the terrified figure of a young freshman.
Santa eyed the frozen lad and then his list. His eyes gleamed, "Ah,
you're Jeremy's room mate or were until Bob selected you as his
personal slave. Gawd, what sort of people run this college. Just
because he's a star athlete, they let him get away with murder. Okay,
Charlie, you're on the nice list, so I'm going to change Bob into your
Christmas present. Now open up that frightened little mind of yours,
so that I -"
Santa shuddered. Bob had done a real number on Charlie. The
terrified little 18 year old really worshiped his sick master. He was
m in S&M - a total little masochist. Santa frowned. Charlie was
perfectly happy the way things were. Santa stroked his beard
thoughtfully. He had his work cut out here. He stretched his body and
prepared to unleash his own unique brand of Christmas magic.