He Wolf with the Red Roses, by Chloe Tzang© 2017 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of... this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. [Boy:] On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?[Girl:] Yes.[Boy:] I bet you say that to all the. Mai uske gaal er kis karne hi wala tha k usne muh meri terf kr diya or maine uske lips pr kiss karne lagaa meri kissing me usne b mera sath diya or mine fir uske boobs press karne suru kr diye uske top k uper se usne b mere vo b mast ho kar mere baalo me haath ferneLagi or fig maine uskaa tp uper kiya to dekha usne pink colour ki net wali bra daal rakhi hai ye dekh k mai pagal ho gya or bra k uper se hi usne mume chusne laga usne b apne ek hath se mera land pakr liya or dabane lagi or boli fir. Her usual hoodie was replaced by a skimpy tank top that was barely containing her massive tits. The only normal thing about her outfit was her knee high, black leather combat boots. Before I could fully take in the outfit, she tossed a brown paper bag at me. To my surprise, in the bag was a pair of spandex leggings that looked about my size. “Well don’t just sit there and gawk.” she barked. “Put them on...now!” I began to strip off my panties and pull the leggings on when I discovered that they. Main: Thank you sir.Boss: Kya aapko pata hai yeh job kis type ka rahega?Main: Ji haan sir. Yeh personal secretary ka job hai.Boss: Good. Toh aapko meri har baat sunani padegi.Main: Ji haan sir. Aap jo kahoge main woh karungi.Boss: Very good. Par kya tum ye baat abhi prove kar sakti ho?Main: Aap muze order dijiye. Main zaroor follow kar ke dikhaungi sir.Boss: Really?Main: Ji sir. Main aapko shikayat ka mauka nahi dungi.Boss: Thik hai. Aap khadi ho jaiye.To main khadi ho gayi. Woh muze dekh rahe.