An Odd Pub Encounter Acte 2

Acte 2

 

The Girls

 

The two giggling girls had just gotten in their car to head off in pursuit of more drinking fun in the city.

 

Micke looked over at her cousin settling in the leather passenger seat. Her plush black velvet dress with its rhinestone trimmings gently flickering along down her figure. The subdued sparkling of her diamond earrings and ring held a rather fetching attractiveness.

 

Micke wished she had real diamonds to wear out like that. It was one of the reasons that made her snatch up the diamond bracelet when she saw the opportunity.

 

Verity pulled a blanket from the back jump seat, then leaned back in the Leather seat closing her eyes as Micke finished settling in.

 

Verity suddenly giggled at a thought.

 

Opening her eyes she turned toward Micke, saying...

 

“You missed your calling luv...”

 

Micke laughed as she started the engine before answering ...

 

“Now just how is that, Verity ?”

 

Verity had already closed her eyes again and did not open them as she explained...

 

Raising her right wrist, the one her erstwhile diamond bracelet had earlier adorned she waved it saying sleepily.

 

“Lovely trick you pulled to steal my bracelet back there, you should consider training to becoming a thief.”

 

Micke smiled wickedly at the compliment.

 

“Find me a thief to train under, and I just may become one Verity, To steal your diamonds my pretty one...

 

Verity turned to look at her cousin, smirking, as Micke pulled into the sports car inro gear and drove out of the parking lot and onto the road.

 

They both waved to their new friend still standing on the sidewalk.

 

As they drive along the Main Street Verity teased...

 

“Maybe I would find a thief for you, if I knew how to find one.”

 

She sighed ...

 

“But probably thieves like that only really exist in the movies and on the Telly luv. Like when they steal a girl’s ring or necklace without her catching on. Doesn’t happen in real life. “

 

“Yep,” answered Micke.

 

“Or l like slipping off a pair diamond earrings by a bloke your dancing with, like that kidnapping thief did on Gilligan’s Island. Pure tosh that. “

 

Verity opened her eyes wide, then Re-enacted from that show by letting her hand dart up to sweep back her long red silky hair, fully exposing the long diamond earring she wore, while quoting from the show ...

 

“You were lovely, ...you wore your hair up, didn’t you!”

 

She let her hair down and gently tugged at her expensive earring as she continued mimicking the scene from the show...

 

“Gorgeous, just gorgeous...”

 

She looked over at the giggling Micke, smiling gleefully at her wit...

 

“Forgot about that one...”

 

Your very right Micke, Thieves that slick simply does not exist or are caught readily enough if they try something that foolish.”

 

“The ones you need to worry about Micke are the professional jewel thieves. And no worries, there are none around here. “

 

Micke nodded her head in a happily secure manner, her earrings dimly glittering reddish and gold fire.

 

They then drove off thoughtfully as they headed towards their next destination.

 

Suddenly Micke was taken from her deep mulling as she felt Verity’s fingers tickling upon her sleeve.

 

“Wotcher up to now Verity?

 

“Just trying to steal my bracelet back.”

She said innocently

 

“Your right. Bloody awful thieves we would be. And Verity, I'm wearing your bracelet on my other wrist. “

 

She wriggled that wrist as both girls began giggling uncontrollably as they drove off into the night.

 

 

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The Stranger

 

As the last auto disappeared around the curve leaving the village, I turned and walked across the quiet street to my own Italian-made sports car, where it now sat alone on the now deserted block next to the empty church lot.

 

With the powerful car engine purring, matching my anticipated mood, I headed the car back out into the road leading from town.

 

Taking an unhurried pace, I backtracked a bit till I reached a different turn just before the highway to the city, and went down a new road that soon followed the river.

 

About 30 minutes traveling down this road I spotted a turnaround and pulled off.

 

Pulling out my gold case I selected a long cigarette, clicked the case thoughtfully closed, tapping the cigarette on the lid as I walked over to the river bank.

 

I gave out a small, deliciously relieved sigh as I lit the cigarette with my gold lighter and drew in the smoke looking up at the full moon.

 

I let it out in a long long pleasing puff and watched with yet another relieved sigh as the wisp of smoke moves over the gently flowing currents of the river.

 

Comfortable now that I was safely alone and unobserved, I reached into a hidden pocket and wrapped my fingers around the hard sharp object that lay inside.

 

I then pulled out the long shimmery diamond bracelet that Micke had been proudly, if not recklessly, wearing after snatching the jewelry from unwary Verity, whilst both had been in the loo.

 

I held it up dangling in front of my eyes, losing myself within its richly expensive fiery sparkles as it was caught in the full moon's rays.

 

I chuckled openly over my lucky cleverness at acquiring the girl’s diamond bracelet.

 

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It had turned out to be a piece of cake, caressing the piece of expensive jewelry of the wriggling drunk Micke’s wrist without notice!

 

To be honest, I had actually been Just past drooling over the alluring, but apparently unobtainable, diamonds Verity was sporting.

 

I had placed them out of my mind as I considered leaving the party and heading back on the road.

 

Then Micke had plopped down next to me and incredibly had flashed the sparkling beauty up under my nose as it slid down her underneath the satin blouse’s cuff.

 

My mouth began again to water over diamonds.

 

It had also allowed me a good opportunity to closely look it over. And what I saw (the twit had left the bloody safety clasp undone) whetted my appetite and I began to light-heartedly scheme in my mind over the delight it would be to acquire it.

 

But time was running out, the pub would be soon be closing. So my thoughts were a mere bit of whimsy, or so I imagined...

 

Then, seeing as the giddy pair were so freely giving hugs to those buying them shots, I saw a spur of the moment opportunity came a knocking as Verity left Micke’s side to give a hug to an admirer who had bought her a shot.

 

I quickly went and added 2 shots onto my tab as I paid it in full.

 

Taking one, I winked mischievously to the bar mistress to tell Micke the other was from one of the dart throwers, a laddie name Merrick...

 

I walked over to Micke as the shot and message were delivered.

 

She had happily downed the shot as I did my own with her, clinking our empty glasses and setting them upside down on the bar. Then she a bit unsteadily rose. I helped her up and she fell against me, laughing.

 

I joined her in laughing, but I saw my chance as the bracelet was exposed and I automatically began to reach down for it.

 

But out of the corner of my eye, I saw the bar mistress directly behind us, collecting the empty shot glasses, and decided the risk was too great.

 

So I let my silken-covered prey(and the diamonds) slip loose from my grasp.

 

Micke began to scurry, almost tripping over the hem of her skirt, over to Merrick, with me in close tow.

 

Reaching the surprised lad she grabbed and enveloped him in a tight warm hug, leaning heavily against him.

 

Seeing no one watching us this time, I came in from around behind and pressed up playfully against them, with Micke’s hands at my stomach. I could feel her fancy rings digging splendidly into my skin, through the thin white silk turtleneck I was wearing, as I grasped her arms just above the elbows and pressed into her.

 

It took only seconds but seemed to me far longer.

 

I slipped my fingers ever so nimbly down to the sleeve of her blouse, and pulling the cuff of her blouse up with my right hand, exposed the shimmering bracelet.

 

I as I held the blouse’s cuff up with two fingers of my right hand, I pressed my thump up into her arm to divert any focus of unusual feelings she may experience there.

 

With the diamond bracelet now exposed, it was a simple matter of locating the clasp, with my left hand, wedging my index finger in between Micke’s wrist and the bracelet.

 

Almost at the same time, I managed to quickly press my left thumb up against the hinge to release the clip and grasp a loose end as it separated ( thanking in my mind pretty Micke for not setting the safety chain).

 

And “Bobs your Uncle”, I had the fancy diamond-encrusted bracelet she was wearing slipped off from around her wrist and secreted in my hidden pocket, easy peasy as you please. And thank you, Micke.

 

As I let go of her arm with my right hand, the white satin blouse’s long cuff slipped back down covering up the evidence of my dirty deed.

 

I was humming a happy tune(Gregg Altman’s ’m no angel) to myself as Micke finished her hugging of the bewildered Merrick.

 

Then, with her leaning tiredly against my shoulder, we went over to her cousin Verity and her boisterous crew.

 

The keep just then hollered over the commotion “Closing”, and we all turned to leave as a group.

 

Neither of the sozzled girls became the wiser over the bracelet being nicked again, this time for real, as we all then parted for the evening….

 

But even if they had. I harbored no doubts they would assume it had fallen off.

 

Verity and Micke were that innocent to the wicked ways of this world.

 

“An innocent abroad.., “ to quote Twain.

 

I suppose everyone has heard the phrase looking like a million. Well, young Verity had been wearing very close to that in diamonds in my estimate, as she had entered the pub this evening.

 

And even after being relieved(twice)of her flashy bracelet, sweet Verity still was wearing well up in six figures of remaining diamonds...

 

My mind came back to the present as I continued to hold the bracelet up catching the rays of the moon, but my eyes no longer were able to focus on it.

 

Out loud I said...

 

“Pity it was, to let her go on wearing those lovely earrings and ring.”

 

Having admitted that to myself, I suddenly felt an odd inkling at the back of my head that I may have just let a golden million £ opportunity drive right by me tonight.

 

I shook my head to clear those annoying thoughts, running my free hand through my hair as I felt an urge to get back on the road.

 

“time was now a wasting ...”

 

So, once again humming my happy tune, I placed the bracelet carefully back inside my pocket.

 

I then threw the cigarette spiraling into the river before, with happy satisfaction, I headed back to my sports car.

 

I started the engine pulled out back on the main road.

 

Not a meter down the road I see headlights suddenly looming up behind me. I watch with some interest, some trepidation.

 

But then it turned down into the very parking area I had just left.

 

My luck was holding I told myself, letting out some breath. Happily, I headed off to the adventures my next stop promised to offer.

 

Embolden by the success of my last.

 

 

 

Done