Chapter 1
You came from a very religious and strict family. Holidays, specially Christmas, were very boring, since you grew up watching on TV all of the american movies about this tradition. The trees, Santa Claus, decoration…all of this were just a distant childish dream.
Recently, you started dating Agnes, the rough detective from your town. Everyone was scared of her tough persona, which really turned you on in the beggining (and stills turn you on). But, inside your house, afar from everyone and everything, she was the sweetest girlfriend you could ever ask for: delicate, romantic and carefull, like you were the most fragile flower.
She was surprised when she learned about your childhood “traumas” in the week before Christmas. She had to do something for her girl.
So on December 24, at 8 pm, she called you inviting you for a dinner. You didn’t pay much attention to the date, you just found it weird because you knew she would be working until 6pm that day.
When you arrive at her home, you almost gasped: there was a small, yet beatifull table set for you both, with candles, typical foods and wine! At the corner, there was a modest Christmas tree, with some gifts underneath it! And, at the living room door, a mistletoe! You couldn’t help the tears falling for your eyes or the lack of words to thank her, so you just ran to her and kissed her with passion.