Obviously Bob was undressing and she once more felt a pang of fear as she tried to scramble away, but found herself pulled rapidly back into the same ...ulnerable position.Bob's hands were unbuttoning the side button of her dress, pulling down the zipper and removing it completely without her being able to do a thing about it. She tried to scream but found that she was too embarrassed to do so, what if someone came in and found her in this position?"Stop, stop, Bob! NO!" she cried as he lifted. . Jeff doesn't even usually keep it locked since he can never remember the combination! It stores our contracts, invoices, shipping bills of lading, and anything currently important that we want to keep fireproof.Captain Dumbshit could shoot the entire lot of us and not find anything in that vault worth the replacement cost of the ammunition. Besides, all of the petty cash was kept in Jeff's secretary's bottom right desk drawer. Short of a dragon's lair, no place on earth was probably safer.. It was about 6pm when Jo arrived. I was asleep and didn't know I was totally uncovered. There's something about being watched that can permeate through an u*********s mind and I woke abruptly and saw Jo standing holding a tray. She was obviously, and unashamedly, studying my body. She was wearing a tiny string-strap top and little shorts. Her pert nipples poking at the thin fabric. She looked gorgeous.At the site of her my cock started to fill and she made a puring sound as my swelling gland. When Nancy woke up, she groaned, already remembering the day before, and dreading having to get up as Chris again. Opening her eyes, she realized that she was back in her own bedroom. She felt someone next to her, and sat up, excited. Whatever it was wore off. Then she looked down and realized that she still didn't have her breasts back. An hour later, they were all dressed, and in the kitchen, staring across at each other. They'd changed again, but not back to normal. Nancy had.