Take off your shirt.”The girl shook her blonde head and stammered, “No, please.”The war lord smiled and nodded, and the guard on the girl’s le...t produced a long, thin knife and slit her shirt from top to bottom along the back, cutting through her bra strap as he did so. The other guard grabbed the shirt between her breasts and pulled it away and then stepped back holding it and her brassiere in his hand, repressing a smile as his cock jumped.The girl squeaked and covered her large, firm breasts. I must say mallu girls are so good in bed, so delicious. There used to be a hottie named Keerthi, man, she was a bomb, 34- 28-36. Every guy must have masturbated once imagining her. She was least interested in studies, but was more than an expert in organizing events, and used to participate in them. I was introduced to her by one of our teachers as I was good in drama during those days. From there onwards, we used to meet regularly in college.Our college’s main event was approaching fast, and. When I was down to my panties, still holding my bra on but with it unbuckled, I looked at him. "Hard yet?" I asked. "Why don't you find out?"I tried to play it off, backed against him lap, rubbing my ass against him. He liked it, leaning back and lifting his hips a little. Yeah, he was hard. Not super hard, but well on his way, and I could tell what I was doing was working.I backed off of him, let my bra drop. Approving cheers from Tim and Michael, still that calm, even gaze from Andre. I spun. That was great. It would allow me to sit in my new corner office and actually not do a hell of a lot. We advertised the position both internally and externally. It was Monday, three weeks after the company had posted the job opening. I had four interviews scheduled for the day. I already had resumes from all of them and had looked them over. The first two were young men that worked for the company now. The interviews went well. Either of them should be able to do the job. The two that were.