Her nipples ached loving the feeling even though her mind screamed at her to run, to fight, to do anything but give in. How could she though? Afterall... she was always driven to succeed, this way of thinking made her give into her animalistic side more. That side fought more then ever. She couldn't help it. She clentched a fistfull of fur trying to stop the impending orgasm. She tightened her teeth together trying to stop it. Her clit rubbed up against the creatures fur. She fought. Her nipples. The staff of the Litton Framer's Bank consisted of three women and one man.Michele Bouvier was the Assistant Manger; she was in her mid fifties and divorced; she was a little plump, but she had an attractive face and good legs. Jeanette Hathcock was a married woman in her thirties; she was well-built and good-looking and her husband was three drinks away from full-blown alcoholism. Nadine Munner, at seventeen, was the youngest staff member. She was slim, pretty and naïve; she regularly attended. I looked over that door for a good 30 minutes. If there was a way in, I couldn’t find it.I sat down on the porch and considered my situation. I wasn’t overly concerned about shelter. If needed, I’d just bed down in the hayloft. For dinner, I’d build up a fire and practice my camp cooking. But getting that door open was going to require at least a cutting torch, if not explosives. Either that or I needed to figure this puzzle out.While I was contemplating my next move, I noticed two things about. Main kaam par jaane ki haalat mein nahi thi. To maine kaam se chutti kar li aur Amit ko message kar diya.Fir Ghosh Babu office ke liye nikal gaye. Mujhe abhi bhi thakaan mehsoos ho rahi thi, to main breakfast karke so gayi. Main gehri neend mein soyi hui thi aur mujhe koi hosh nahi tha.Fir 12 baje ke paas doorbell baji aur meri neend khul gayi. Maine ghadi ki taraf dekha aur main sochne lagi, ki is waqt kaun ho sakta tha. Fir main uthi aur maine darwaza khola. Jaise hi maine darwaza khola, to.