Side Thread -- Cramer and Charmaine

[AGuyWhoWrites]

The cell phone on his belt began vibrating, startling him. It was brand new and, except for business related to the heist, had never rang. He looked to Taylor with a bit of guilt in his face as he remembered that that wasn't exactly correct; he'd used it to talk to his pizza girl, too. Taylor would have had a fit over that.

He snatched the phone off his belt, quietly said, "Gimme a sec", and -- seeing the Crew's leader busy at the piano -- gestured that he was hitting the head. He headed quickly for a small office and closed the door, lifting the phone and excitedly asking, "Samantha...?

 

[Belinda35]

Chairmane Cramer

Samantha - damn fool. "This is your sister. What are you doing?!"

 

[AGuyWhoWrites]

Charmaine Cramer

"This is your sister. What are you doing?!"

Cramer's blood went cold, a shiver clawing its way up his body as, before he thought about what he was saying, he mumbled, "Fuck..."

 

[Belinda35]

Chairmaine

"Fuck? Is that all? Yeah, damn right, fucked up. I just saw you on TV. Have you lost your mind?"

 

[AGuyWhoWrites]

"Fuck? Is that all?" Cramer's sister snapped at him. "Yeah, damn right, fucked up. I just saw you on TV. Have you lost your mind?"

He lowered the phone before he cursed this time. TV? When did they show me on-- Suddenly, his little field trip to the sidewalk came back to him, which -- after he pressed the phone to his chest -- only led to more cursing.

After a moment, he lifted the phone back to his face and said with an apologetic tone, "It's nothing, sis. Just ... a misunderstanding."

He cringed, once again lowering the phone and stomping around the office. Misunderstanding? What the fuck!

He caught himself in a mirror on the wall and, suddenly, was transported back to when he was thirteen and, for the first time, caught sight of his then-18 year old sister in any less than a full set of clothes. He didn't understand what she was wearing at the time, but the next time he would see anything like it was just before deployment to Iraq, on a Dominatrix at a Thai sex party for his SEAL team. At the time he'd found himself slipping back to his room and, for the first time, beating off -- not just the first time to an image of his own sister, but for the first time ever. The incident would shape their relationship -- albeit it just a relationship in his mind -- forever more.

Suddenly, he realized she was talking on the lowered phone and quickly lifted it saying, "Sorry, what?"

As she continued on, he realized that he had very quickly become hard as a fucking rock.

 

[Belinda35]

Chairmaine

"... have to cut that out. You stand no chance in there. Give up and turn yourself over. You understand me? Give up. Do as I say." Her voice raised a pitch as she spoke to her lousy brother.

 

[AGuyWhoWrites]

"You stand no chance in there," she was saying, "Give up and turn yourself over. You understand me? Give up. Do as I say."

Without knowing it, Cramer had begun pacing the small room; without knowing it, as well, the former SEAL, current bank robber, and eternal horny little brother had also begun pressing his free hand against his groin.

Fuck! he cursed to himself, pulling his hand away from his hardened dick. Why does she do this to me?

He hurried to the little window looking out into the lobby, peeking out to see where the others were, embarrassed; no one had heard the conversation ... or seen his groping of his own crotch.

His sister snapped something at him, returning him to reality. Without hearing what she'd said, he spat back, "I can't! People are depending on me. I ... I can't just leave!"

As he returned to pacing, he also returned to grasping himself through his jeans, but this time fully aware of what he was doing. He tried to convince himself that he was thinking of Samantha, his teenage sex machine who was just outside, surrounded by cops, who he'd so easily directed into so many new sexual adventures in such a very short period of time; but, subconsciously, he was only thinking of his five-years-senior sister, who was down the road eighty miles, who he'd wanted to direct him in new sexual adventures for more than two decades...

"I need you to come down here," he said before he knew he'd even opened his mouth. He added quickly, "I need your help. Can you help me. You have to help me."

 

[Belinda35]

Chairmaine

"Ohno? What? Are you crazy?" her voice was nearly snapping, and she was silent for a moment thinking.
"Ok. If I get down there, you will come out? Forget the crooks that got you in there. They are scum. I will get down there and you will come out and give up."

 

[AGuyWhoWrites]

"Ohno? What? Are you crazy?" Charmaine snapped at him. "Okay. If I get down there, you will come out? Forget the crooks that got you in there. They are scum. I will get down there and you will come out and give up."

Cramer thought about her words. Come out? And you're calling me crazy! There was no way in hell he was coming out of the bank, not until they had what they'd come here for, for that magically little black book that was either going to get them access to over a billion dollars or give them the leverage to simply get away alive with a bag full of hundred dollar bills. Either way at this point, Cramer would be happy.

His body quivered, and he realized that his manipulations at his crotch were seriously beginning to pleasure him. He pulled his hand away, again returning to the room's little window to look out on the lobby. Taylor passed by suddenly, heading toward the public bathroom. Going to fuck his leggy friend again, he thought, not really sure that the woman, Jenn or Jenny or what ever, was even back there any more.

Fuck! Cramer chastised, realizing his hand was on his crotch again. "I need you here."

Whoa! Had he really told his sister he needed her while he was masturbating in the back office of a bank he was robbing...? He shook his head as he paced, telling himself that things were going to be all right ... things are going to be fine...

"Things will be alright, they'll be fine," he said into the phone, "Just ... just as soon as you get here, Sis."

 

[Belinda35]

Chairmaine

"Allright, I'll come. But prepare for something. I'll wait outside for you."

 

[AGuyWhoWrites]

Cramer slapped the cheap cell phone's cover closed, stuffing it back into the holster on his hip. He was jubilant; Sister was coming to be with him. His smile faded quickly as he realized the stupidity of what he'd just done. You invited Sister to a bank robbery? What the fuck?

He headed out into the lobby, practically running into Taylor, who was heading toward the Manager's desk and the phone on it.

"Did you find the banker?" Taylor asked, thinking Cramer had been off arranging for them to get to the safe deposit box that was concealing their little treasure.

"Working on it," Cramer lied, turning and heading quickly for the computer that still had the information on its de-energized monitor. He hurried over to the desk and dropped into the chair, turning on the screen and again reviewing the information before him. It was hard to concentrate though; all he could think about was that Sister was on her way here, Sister was coming to help him in what ever way she thought she could, Sister -- who he'd wanted to fuck and fuck hard for twenty-three years was going to be right out side ... and he had to find some way to get her through those doors...



(OOC -- I'm going to end this Side Thread here, since Charmaine is going to be at least an hour and half and Cramer is again in the lobby with the others. This link will take you right back to where you left the Main Thread