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December 05, 2005
Submission - Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Tami was in a hurry as always. She still needed to go to the bank before picking up the her son from school and doing the grocery shopping for the week. She parked her mini-van and walked into the bank lobby. She felt the lingering stare of the geriatric security guard as she went past.
At thirty-nine and a mother to boot, she looked good and she knew it. In fact, it was her need for attention from the opposite sex more than her scholastic interests that prompted her to take the psychology class at the college in the mornings. She liked the idea of being desired by the young, yet still legal, men who were her classmates as well as the older, yet still virile, professors. She still had yet to screw up her courage enough to act on the flirtatious invitations “to study” or for “after class help” but she still relished the attention. Her maturity and experience combined with her lush and lithe body, sultry, hazel eyes, pouty lips and long brown streaked hair made the object of sexual fantasies in both young and old alike.
‘Maybe tomorrow I’ll put my hair in pig-tails, that ought to raise a few eye-brows, among other things!’ she mused as she waited in line. ‘Maybe even get that hunky Prof. Harrison to slip up during his lecture about the psychology behind sexual desire for younger partners!’
“Your new here aren’t you?” Tami’s thought were broken as she turned her attention to the conversation in front of her. She was next in line for the teller’s cage and she could hear the man who was currently being served. “Yes”, came the reply of a female voice, “this is my second day. I moved here from Iowa. There you are, sir, will that be all today?” “Yes, thank you. Say, are you getting ready to close? I thought you were open until five.” said the man. “Normally, we are, but today we are having a branch meeting, so we’re closing early” the female voice relplied. “Huh” said the man and he moved away from the cage exposing the view of the teller inside to Tami.
The girl was young, 22 or 23, Tami guessed. She had jet black hair, cut short, into a modern, messy style, yet her porcelain features, coupled with her soft blue eyes dashed any hope of confusing her gender. That and her obviously feminine chest. She was stacked! She was easily a 40 DD, maybe even a 42 DD. Her bust was made more noticeable by the old-style, pink blouse with a string tie under the lapel. The material, while not sheer, clung to her without appearing tight. This accented each curve as well as allowing the voluminous twins to move freely, as was demonstrated when she re-adjusted herself on the stool before calling out “Next!”.
Tami strode up to the window and noticed the teller’s name tag which read: Paige. “Good Afternoon, I…”
“EVERYONE STAY CALM AND DON’T MOVE!”
Tami and the teller turned toward the source of the bellow to see three men dressed in black jump suits and ski masks. Tami saw that the old security was slumped over and appeared to be knocked-out, a small trickle of blood on his right temple by the hair-line. The men were all tall, the shortest no less than 6’1”. The one in the lead, who was the tallest, at least 6’5” by Tami’s guess, began to walk to the teller’s cage, while the other two locked the doors behind them.
Tami heard a gasp behind her and glanced back at the teller. Paige’s eyes were wide and she was chewing on her bottom lip, though from fear or excitement, Tami couldn’t decide.
“You can forget about the alarm, Mr. Manager, we already cut it from the outside!” Tami turned to find that the leader was standing next to them! “Alright…Paige, is it?” the man said, surprisingly gently. Paige nodded, her eyes transfixed on the man, breathing in gasps of air and her nipples clearly erect against the thin blouse. “Okay, Paige. I want you put all the money from your drawer into this deposit bag. Can you do that?” said the Leader, again in a honey voice as if coaxing a lover. “Okay”, Paige said in a half-whisper. As she stuffed bills into the bag, Tami noticed that Paige continued to glance back to the Leader.
“OKAY, EVERYBODY, INTO THE VAULT! Except you two”, said the Leader, as Tami began to move toward the massive bank vault. Tami stopped and turned back toward the tall man. She was staring, hypnotized by his piercing green eyes behind his mask. The rest of the people in the bank were corralled in the bank vault by the other two robbers.
“That’s everybody and I’ve got the bonds!” said one of the other robbers as he converged on the three of them. “Good work, Brother! Now, get the van ready” said the Leader.
Tami stood with the third robber behind her and watched as the Leader moved away and behind the teller cage. The Leader smiled behind his mask as he walked up to the teller. “Can I have the deposit bag, please, Paige” he said, his hand out-stretched. “Uh-huh, here” came the teller’s meek reply. The Leader took the bag and moved behind her, his gloved fingers lightly brushing her shoulder. “Tell me Paige, does a masked man turn you on?” asked the Leader gently. “N-n-no” said Paige, unconvincingly. “Well, then,” said the Leader invading her space, “how come your so wet?” Suddenly, the Leader reached around and grabbed the girl, placing a white cloth around her nose and mouth as the she struggled helplessly.
Tami forgot about the man behind her and started for the door when she too was grabbed and a cloying cloth was pressed against her face, replacing oxygen with something else. The sound of car brakes outside was the last thing she was aware off before blackness hit her.
Posted by Ginger at December 5, 2005 09:30 PM