..didn't really do it for me".Mr M. smiled to himself and raised an eyebrow. I was flustered now and stuttered, "God, I didn't mean it to sound like t...hat!".Mr. M. put down his paperwork on the table and sat up to look at me. Was that a glint I saw in his eye? I dismissed it, thinking I was imagining it. "So do you think you're ready to handle yourself in the big city?" he said, slowly looking me up and down.My heart started to pound - ok, I was not imagining that..."I think so, I know what. You slide a hand round, cupping my breast and you hear me quietly gasp as you brush against a nipple. You take it between your fingers, gently rolling it, I gasp again and push my arse back towards you. You're already so close, all I can feel is your huge erection at my back. Fuck, yes, I need you inside me, pronto!I slide my hand down my front, over my belly and between my thighs.My middle finger goes straight to the tiny valley where my clit nestles. Only ever so slightly moist. I press my. Something about it annoyed Frank. It wasn't Oliver. Perhaps it was the fact that Oliver was worrying about Frank and his dad when it should have been the other way around. Oliver was the one with the family problems. At least, he seemed to be the one with bigger family problems. Oliver didn't seem to see it that way, though. He cared about Frank, and the more apparent that became, the more Frank felt like a jerk for staying away over the past week. "Oliver..." Frank paused again, still unsure. Still not wanting to make any sudden moves, she slowly turned her head to look at Ralph, groaning when she saw him slumped against the cage door blocking her exit. The groan got Ralph’s attention and he rose, starting toward her again.Certain that this time he would kill her, Leah whimpered and put her head down on the concrete floor, covering it with her hands. Ralph had no such intentions however, simply ready to mate again as tigers do. He once again moved into position behind Leah, somewhat.