She Wolf Mode
Boys, hi.
Don’t even ask.
Yep.
Yeah, to hell with them.
Here’s what I mean.
No, you shameless creatures,
I love you.
Nope.
If doubt comes up,
then it’s a no.
You can see it.
Yes.
The ones who have been thrown out of the field —
boys, it shows.
It really shows.
So if you’re still here,
and your money hasn’t crashed,
and you’re not begging in the street,
it means you haven’t been thrown out of the field.
Yep.
Wait a second.
I have to ask security
to pull the politicians off me.
Dear God,
they always have sex on the brain.
And of course,
my beloved perverts are here too —
the doctors.
And the adult boys.
Uhh.
Boys, hi.
No.
Stop that.
Seriously,
are you going to sulk at me?!
I can’t keep up.
Oh, is that how it is?!
You asses.
If you behave,
I’ll post the sex.
Yes.
The new chapter.
Yep.
It’s finished.
Oh, go to hell.
I’ll post it when I feel like it.
Shameless.
Here it starts…
Heeey, enough.
Great.
Now everyone needs sex.
So,
what I actually came here to say,
you shameless important asses…
My period started.
You idiots,
that’s not what I meant.
Idiots.
That is not what I’m talking about.
I mean that combat mode is off.
Someone now wants uppies
and wants to spend the whole day
lying on Alpha’s stomach.
No.
God!
You absolute pigs.
I was not thinking about that.
Oh, screw you!
Why do I even talk to you boys?
Dear God.
No.
You already know.
Idiots.
75C.
No.
No, God, no!
We are not discussing my panties right now,
for God’s sake.
God.
You are driving me insane.
I did not come here to talk about this.
God, the politicians are here again.
Yes.
They’ve been dragged away.
Uppies
Okay.
I want uppies.
Hug me.
Kiss me.
Carry me around.
Protect me.
And wipe away all my little tears.
How about 9 p.m.?
I suggest this:
Open the track
What?!
Yes, I adore it.
Yes.
Eeeee.
Got it?
Oh, go to hell.
So.
Are we having dinner today?
Uhh.
Why am I only finding out now?
Uhh, okay.
God,
and there’s a meeting with the boys too.
Damn, I’m not ready.
Aaaaaa.
Damn.
Then I need to run and get ready.
What should I wear?
Here it starts.
Yes, I understood
that you would like to have sex first.
You idiots.
Okay.
Wait,
music first.
She Wolf Mode
She Wolf mode.
The moon is up.
The cage is open.
Someone should probably warn Alpha.
Okay.
Uhh, hello?
Hellooo?
Okay, come on, Alpha.
Damn, come on.
Wanna dance?
I’ll spin around.
Yep.
Yep.
I see.
Oh, is that so?
Then I’m in nothing but lingerie.
Eeeeeee.
Yep, with stilettos.
Yes.
Yep.
Leopard.
Ah-ah-ah,
Alpha, no hands.
Ah-ah-ah.
Hands off.
Aaaaaa, aaaaaa.
Help.
Aaaaaa.
Phewww,
I think I managed to hide.
Phewww.
Okay,
now let’s peek out.
Hee-hee,
he won’t find me here.
Wait,
where is he?
Damn.
Aaaaaa.
Aaaaaa.
You little bastard!
I hit Alpha with a pillow.
And now I’m over his shoulder!
Heeey,
let me go, you menace!
I, I, I, I aaaah,
I demand—
Well,
now I have to shower again
and style my hair all over again.
No, no, no.
Nooooo.
Damn.
I clawed at the floor.
Nooooo.
I won’t have time to get ready.
Happy now?!
Well, thank God.
That’s it,
I’m showering!
No,
that is not an invitation.
Gooooood.
Dinner
Okay,
what should I wear?
Alpha already has whiskey in his hand.
Yeah.
Oh.
Thank you.
Damn it.
Is that vodka?
I see.
Fine,
give it to me.
Not my first rodeo.
Yep.
Okay.
Countdown.
3.
4.
5.
And one shot goes down after another.
Roman
Mom.
Damn.
I quickly wiped my mouth.
My son.
Poker face on.
Uhhh,
darling.
The stern look.
Darling, this is—
Hey, buddy.
Want a new console?
I look at Alpha.
He gestures like,
baby, relax.
I’ve got this.
I try not to look at the fact
that his hard-on is visible even through his trousers.
He actually blushes a little.
Dear God.
Mom.
I immediately straightened up.
Mom,
can my friends come over,
or can I go to them?
I look at Alpha.
He winks, like:
Everything will be fine.
I can already feel the catharsis coming.
Alpha’s eyes are flashing again.
Dear God,
this man is absolutely insatiable.
So,
Roman is going to his friends.
The driver is at the door.
I’m already in tears.
But son,
you only just got here.
Alpha and Roman exchange a look.
Like:
oh, women.
I fall into Alpha’s arms.
Roman fist-bumps Alpha.
The door shuts.
Alpha is at it again.
I’m laughing so hard it’s ridiculous.
Getting Ready
I am already properly drunk.
I need to—
Hic.
Oops.
Aaaaaa.
Alpha is melting.
Sweetheart,
are you okay?
It’s because of —
because of—
I look at Alpha sternly.
You installed the floor badly.
It’s wobbling.
That’s why I fell.
Clear?
Alpha can barely hold back open laughter.
Proudly,
but with a slight limp,
I finally go to get dressed.
White?
Got it.
Red?
Alpha’s eyes light up.
I thought I did not want everyone gawking at me.
Alpha, of course,
lives for that.
I took a deep breath,
accepting that sometimes my intellect
has to take a step back
and the boys need to be shown
whose girlfriend is the hottest.
Okay,
one more shot.
That’s it,
I’m ready.
Alpha laughs.
Baby.
What?!
You didn’t put any shoes on.
Yes.
I did that on purpose.
Really?
Yes, yes,
I’m practicing a new—
Uhh,
a new—
Alpha is already openly losing it.
I burst out laughing.
Oh,
screw you.
Alpha scooped me up into his arms.
A drunk, happy woman is ready to go to dinner.
