Every day is Valentine's day if you're sexy enough to handle it

SAAM turned up the official ILSM orgy song and slunk towards Nancy, shimmering in her foxy Santa-themed tassles.
Mordo was trying to play it cool in order to seduce and destroy the ILSMs and bring Sven's steaming revenge down upon the heads of all La Tantesse's girls. But, although she was super-straight, at the sight of SAAM in Santa gear Mordo somehow started to sweat.
"Isn't it, um, Valentine's day?" Mordo asked shakily.
"You betcha!" replied Nancy, carefully observing Mordo's behavior for signs of false lesbianism and other treachery. But so far, Mordo seemed pretty into it.
"Then why is everyone wearing Santa lingerie?" Mordo asked.
"For ILSMs," La Tantesse explained, "celebrating Valentine's day would be pointless. Every day is full of sex, decadence, and then more sex. Also, eating is strictly forbidden, and if they started giving each other those creepy chocolate boxes it would only lead to weight gain and doom. In my mansion, therefore, Christmas lasts for months, instead. Here, it is always Christmas, and never winter!"
As she spoke, La Tantesse reached her hands into the pockets of her tan fishing vest and threw cocaine confetti into the air. Smokin' hot ladies giggled and danced about, bouncing slightly, catching the cocaine on their eyelashes and tongues like snowflakes. Nancy admired how their hair billowed romantically about in a Victoria's Secret Catalog type way, but she did not frolic in the snow shower. She still watched Mordo closely.
"LET THE ORGY BEGIN!" La Tantesse cried.
Vulture, Sparrow, and other orgy lovers were spilling into the mansion. They each grabbed an ILSM (or two) and whispered sexy codewords into her ear before tumbling onto the shag carpet.
Just as Nancy was about to make a move for Mordo SAAM swept between them. SAAM's snow leopard body gleamed as it moved towards Nancy. She grabbed Nancy's tiny Santa outfit in a strong crime-fighting fist and pulled Nancy towards her.
"Happy Valentine's Day, baby," she whispered, and in the tulmult of sex and drugs Nancy let her guard down. She saw specks of cocaine glittering on SAAM's collarbone, and, well, it had been almost 3 minutes since Nancy's last cocaine-laced cigarette. She needed that cocaine.
She bent down and slowly licked the cocaine from SAAM's emaciated yet stylish body....
and when she looked up, Mordo was gone.
Framed in the doorway where Mordo had been was Addidas. Her bosoms heaved with the exertion of her race from the airport, and her cheekbones shone in anger at the sexy holiday scene before her. Nancy and SAAM's long, entangled bodies filled her with despair. Could it be true? Had Nancy forgotten Addidas already?