Christmas Eve Casanova

Cass A. Nova is a massive dick.
Always has been.
(He also has one, but that’s neither here nor there).
My older brother’s best friend loved to taunt me and call me Virgin Mary growing up.
He also embarrassed me in the worst way when he found out I was crushing on him.
Now that I’m back in Smalltownsville, I hope I never have to see that smug man again.
Fate seems to have other plans.
All because of the ginormous candy cane in his hand.
It’s exactly what I need to fulfill my needs.
Too bad Cass isn’t willing to give it up.
But neither am I.
We both want what that girthy minty rod can offer.
So maybe it’s time to forget the past and spread my legs to find some holiday cheer, courtesy of my very own Christmas Eve Casanova.