"Don't let the door shut!" Caroline Davis cried in a horse whisper as she watched the big steel door of the vault silently swing shut. "Jesus, you guys, that was about the stupidest thing I've ever seen! You realise, of course that we can't get out now. We were supposed to be robbing the damn place not waiting to be rescued!"
The brothers Jimmy and Mark Sullivan looked at each other for support and then at the third man Ray Teal. None of them seemed to know how the door had managed to close without them seeing it. Jimmy turned back and addressed Caroline.
"Sorry, boss. I didn't see it...er...sorry."
"Me neither."
"Or me." the other two thieves joined in.
"Well, that's just great!" Caroline rolled her eyes upwards in a hopeless gesture. "Shit! We could be stuck here for hours. And when they do finally open this fucking door," she kicked the steel of the vault door, "we're all gonna be going to jail!"
The three men looked sheepishly at each other.
"Surely there's something we can do?" asked Ray with a growing panic, "we could get five years for this!"
"What do you think?" continued Caroline, "you gonna tunnel out through the steel floor?"
Ray shut up and stared at his shoes. When the boss got this mad it was always best to keep your mouth shut.
Caroline looked at all three members of her gang with a feeling of contempt. She had always known that they weren't the brightest of teams, but this was ridiculous. She slumped to the floor and sat silently with her back against the steel wall.
"So, what are we gonna do, boss?" Jimmy Sullivan asked pathetically.
"What do you think we are gonna do? We're just gonna wait until the security guards open the door, dick-head!"
All four lapsed into an awkward silence as they contemplated their fate. Caroline was suddenly acutely aware of the way she was dressed. Being the smallest of the gang, it was always her job to crawl through the dark, narrow air vents and enable her gang access to the banks they robbed. This time had been no exception and she had worn skin-tight pants and shirt to make the task a little easier. But now, as she sat in the vault surrounded by cash that she knew she would never be able to keep, she was suddenly aware that her clothes accentuated every curve of her body. She noticed too that her co-thieves were also aware, and were looking at her in a completely different way.
Despite her predicament, Caroline couldn't help but feel a shiver of excitement as she allowed the men to feast their eyes. Always a bit of an exhibitionist, she could feel her nipples hardening under the thin suite and bulging through the material. But she was mad at her gang; she certainly wasn't going to give them an easy ride!
"What do you think you lot are looking at?" she asked in a curt, clipped voice.
"Oh...er...sorry, boss" Jimmy replied, quickly averting his eyes. He had worked for Caroline for several years and, despite the fact that it looked like they would all be going to prison in the very near future, he still didn't want to upset her.
"What are you sorry for, Jimmy? Looking at my tits?" Caroline was beginning to enjoy teasing the men and making them uncomfortable.
Jimmy mumbled incomprehensibly and tried to keep his eyes on Caroline's face rather than her growing nipples.
"What about you two?" she continued with a sly smirk, "you getting a good look too?"