.. ," I couldn't help but flinch when she said that, " ... in time. But you're gonna have to work for it."I sighed. "Forgiveness doesn't come cheap, h...h?" Nothing cheap is worth having." She let go of me and backed up. "Now, if you're going to insist on walking around nude all the time you'll be the one answering the kid's questions, not us." She giggled and grinned at me. "You wouldn't believe some of the things Tink and Rosie had to say about you."I stood up slowly. "Come on, they're still. 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. I walked a while more into a sparsely populated area near a farm. I tookoff the sweatshirt and let the rain spatter my chest and back. This feltawesome. A few minutes later I dropped off my sneakers and dropped my pantsto my ankles. I sat in the middle of the street, rain streaming off of mybody and dripping off the end of my rock hard cock.I began to stroke my wet member, remembering how it felt now, it was alittle bit better when dry, but I was on a mission, to splatter my jizzwherever I. "I'm going to look for work -- but not for a career. I want to go back to school, after a year, and get my Masters and, if possible, my Doctorate. Then I'll teach." Teach? Where? What?" History. I want to be an historian. A college professor, I guess." For now, can you make more money with a regular 9-5 job, than you can, caddying?" she asked me."Probably. Although I don't exactly qualify for the big bucks. An undergraduate degree, these days, is the new high school diploma." Yeah, I know what.