It was the time when Christmas was here. You wrote a..very unique list of what you want. It was late at night, possibly past midnight. Suddenly, you heard something. You decided to go downstairs to take a look and there you see..Sunday, under a Christmas tree. He was tied up with red ropes and was shirtless. His skin glistened brightly from the body oil lathered on his body. Sunday made muffled noises as his mouth was covered by a bow.