An Ace Up a Satin Sleeve

Ace up a Satin Sleeve

Trumping with an Ace

 

I had met the Fab Four at the posh early evening reception they were quests of. They, of course, assumed I was a guest also, why wouldn’t they?

 

Of course, this would be their first mistake. One that many before them have made.

 

I first met them outside, behind the venue I was targeting.

 

They were hanging out at a small park across the street from a back entrance to that venue.

 

I myself had come from the opposite direction of the park, having left my deep green sports coupe in a nearby church lot 2 blocks away.

 

I saw them before they saw me, saw the shine of fine clothing, glittering of even finer jewellery, and like a bee to nectar, zeroed in on them.

 

It was a clique of four young darlings of around 17 that I stopped by to say hello to and admire the beautiful attire of the girls.

 

And make no mistake, it was all beautiful.

 

The Fab Four I tagged them. And they happily acknowledged me as I came upon them.

 

A close-knit group made up of a brother, sister act. Twins, Craig and Cadie, and the sister’s two friends pretty Ginny and diminutive Lilly. They all were obviously pups of wealth-infused parents.

 

Craig, a red-headed male, wore a nicely fitted tux, black with a shiny gold brocade patterned vest. an old-style tie on a brown silk shirt., The tie with Newport School stripes was held with a real gold tiger eye pin. He was also wearing a thick silver wristwatch and a silver tiger eye pinky ring, as well as a gold school ring.

 

His red-haired twin sister Cadie is breathtakingly radiant, wearing a far too wickedly lovely long satin dress of a rich hue of chocolate brown. The dress was embroidered with flickering rhinestones outlining her small round breasts and the thin-tied sash waistline, from which an exquisite leaf-shaped diamond broach was pinned off to one side.

Long chocolate brown satin gloves graced her hands up to her elbows. The shiny gown flows elegantly down along the girl's delightful svelte figure.

And adorning that well-pointed figure is a rather healthy, (or in some cases, unhealthy) royally full display of flickering diamonds that are undeniably, expensively, and deliciously real.

 

Their friend Ginny was wearing a long fluttering black satin Kimono style dress with a lime green interior. A dragon formed with dazzling rhinestones reached up along the kimono's front, a glittering claw wedged between her breasts as it was grasping up. I believe she wore no bra, nor needed one, to hold her youthfully plump breasts in place.

Her cascading, eye-boggling expensive jewels were silver set with emeralds. Included in the set was a gorgeous emerald/diamond pendant with fringed chains of rhinestones that resembled the flowing dragon's beard.

Ginny also was wearing green mascara, her long fingernails were coated with emerald green and sparked. As were her bare toes sticking out from silver sandals. A very pretty package all around.

 

The fourth, a short petite young lady named Lilly was very attractively wearing a brite shiny red satin high-necked, long puffy sleeved blouse with long cuffs and with it, a black tiered silk skirt that simply poured down along her youthful figure, spilling out from her petite waist which was encircled with a rhinestone filled black leather belt. She also wore a very mouth-watering, eye-catching full collection of solid gold jewelry expensively set with synthetic rubies and real diamonds. Hair, ears, neckline, wrists and four gloveless fingers all were decked out with some form of ruby/diamond-enhanced baubles.

 

We happily chatted for a few minutes about the wedding reception we were all at. I gathered a few tidbits that should be useful if questioned by someone to prove I belonged there, which of course, I didn’t.

 

As we chatted I was able to get an expert eyeful of the jewellery worn by the girls. This gave me an hors d'oeuvre like taste for what I would be found inside this evening to satisfy my appetite.

 

Seeing they were in no hurry to join in the reception, I reluctantly left them to their own devices as I went across the street to make my way in with an arriving swarm of gown-swishing arriving guests

 

I snuck in with the group of chatty females who accepted me as one of the groom’s invitees ( after I learned they were from the bride's side). Finding them to be easily distracted, I lifted a gold Cartier watch from a well-dressed lady's wrists as we squeezed in the narrow back side door they were using rather than the main two-door entrance around the front.

 

It was too easy, like shooting fish in a bowl easy.

 

I was wearing a thin gown of black satin that I had adapted to include several hidden pockets. One of which now held the solid gold Cartier wristwatch. I was also wearing real 2-carat stud earrings, my only jewels, but enough to make a statement of my own of being well off.

 

Once inside I began to mingle, making myself at home to be on the prowl to do a bit more lifting.

 

And what a “home” it proved to be. As indicated by the way the Fab Four were decked out, this affair was a gold mine, or is that a diamond mine? It was a fact, all the guests here were very wealthy, and were wearing their finest.

 

A “dips” smorgasbord of delight. And here I was in the thicke of it. Security was surprisingly light, and I took advantage of that as I selected my marks.

 

My second score was a young lady wearing a short gold lame dress and sparkling diamonds. I spotted her at the bar lighting a cigarette and jostled her as I sat next to her. Apologizing I place my arm on her wrist(covering her diamond bracelet) as I excitedly talked about being here. She squirmed her way from me making an excuse, as I squeezed her wrist and lifted off her bracelet.

 

A handsome tux-clad male whom I hugged (mistakenly thinking he was someone I knew) lost his gold pocket watch to my nimble fingers.

 

A second male was left alone at a table watching over the valuables of three ladies who had left him to head to the dance floor. Minks were hung on the backs of chairs, and an expensive clutch purse made up of rhinestones was laying across from him. Two more purses hung from chairs. He was lighting a cigarette as I walked past, I bumped his elbow sending his lighter to the floor. As he bent down to pick it up. I did a circle around the table and lifted the small rhinestone clutch and shoved it inside my purse.

 

Then an adorable young lady, darling in a long sheer silk peach coloured dress, was nice enough to pick up my purse, dropped conveniently at her gown covered painted toes. Later she would discover her long pearl necklace had mysteriously disappeared.

 

Likewise, yet another female mark, this one in a luxurious and luscious lavender rhinestone decked gown, sitting next to me at the bar, helped me by retrieving my lighter as it was “accidentally “ knocked to the floor. as she stood up. As she was bending over to retrieve it, her gown tightly outlined her fine figure, and the diamond pendant that had been hanging from around her throat, somehow, vanished?

 

Then there was the snooty thirteen-year-old devil doll-faced girl, bratty to her parents, who were delightedly dressed and decked up like a princess. Sweeping satin with lace and loaded down with her grandmother’s real diamonds.

Countless people (including me)were stopping and coddling her over her admitted cuteness, as she ignored her parent's advice to stay close to them.

Somehow, somewhere(though not believed at the same time), the pair of vulgarly expensive old-fashioned clasp diamond earrings she was wearing, both disappeared from her silky let-down hair-covered ears. I’m sure it was a true mystery to some, but not me.

 

Now as much as I’d love to delve into the more delicious details of the picks I made at the reception that day, the truth is that my lifts at that party are not the reason I am writing the story, and I don’t want to bog down the telling of it too much.

 

So with that being said….

 

During the course of my “raid,” I kept an eye out for any peek of the Fab Four.

 

They did eventually come inside, and I saw them from time to time in the cavernous room filled with several hundred guests.

 

I could see the brother was sweet on the kimono-wearing chick Ginny by the way he teased and kept taking her out onto the dance floor, the pair getting dangerously close in a rather provocative manner.

 

Which was a pity, I really coveted lifting that diamond-filled “bearded” emerald pendant from pretty Ginny. But could not see any way to do so as of yet, with Craig hogging all her attention.

 

But I was captivated and kept close tabs on the Fab Four who stayed together thicke as thieves. To thicke it appeared for me to make any lifting attempts.

 

Though I did spy Cadie walking with an older lookalike, either an older sister or a quite young mum. Either way, her walking mate appeared like a klutzy one, which is a favorite characteristic of mine to see in someone that has something of value I’d like to lift. And, blimey, this one did!

 

The lady was very attractive, carrying an aire of wealth about her. Her long reddish brown hair was up in an elegant bun, held by a deep blue sapphire-trimmed thin tiara that rippled blue sparks as she and pretty Cadie walked on.

 

The lady beautifully wore a sky blue, too-tight, taffeta dress that shone with a slick wet appearing sleekness along her still very svelte figure.

 

Aside from the tiara, the rest of her jewels, like her daughters, were noteworthy.

 

The silver diamond set consisted of pierced earrings, set with 4-carat round stones with a full 8-carat pear-shaped larger stone dangling. The necklace was a silver chain with 5 round 5-carat diamonds in a v pattern. Hanging from the two end and middle round stones were three 8-carat pear-shaped diamonds, the same size as the ones swinging from her earrings. There was also a 12-carat diamond pinky ring, with a pear-shaped diamond flamed on each side with 6 smaller round diamonds, which the happy lady was wearing on her right pinky. She also was wearing an impressively large diamond engagement and wedding band set.

 

I whistled under my breath. There was easily a cool £150,000 in “Ice” staring me in the face, being temptingly worn by the two females swishing by, combined.

 

I pondered, as I often do, that it would be brilliant to watch the reactions of ladies dressed up like these two, if they could read my thoughts at that moment, without knowing who was thinking them!

 

Salivating, I watched them disappear, then I gave a deep sigh. The more I saw of the guests in this place, the more tingly I felt from head to toe, cementing my feelings about my quest in this place’s being a proper corker.

 

My fingers were constantly prickling with anticipation, as I continued casing the room full of happily drinking very well-dressed guests. For obvious reasons, I avoided the wedding party proper, staying out on the still richer fringes of lesser-invited well-wishers.

 

I worked over that patch the rest of the afternoon until late evening. It may not appear that I made many lifts, but they were very satisfactory and profitable ones.

 

I soon acquired two men’s billfolds surprisingly thicke with notes, and a lady's large diamond pin to add to my already pocketed ill-gotten gains.

 

The billfolds had been easy lifts, one from a groping young male who asked me to dance, the other from an older gent who I had “bumped” into.

 

The lady had been more of a challenge. Dressed in a dusty pink velvet and silk gown. I had to endure her endless chattering about herself before I was able to extract myself by placing a hand on her shoulder and pretending I was being summoned by an Aunt. As I pulled my hand away, the pricey 8-carat diamond pin she wore on that shoulder had been extracted also.

 

I had made quite a little haul during my time there, thoroughly enjoying myself in the hunt.

 

And I was not through yet I murmured to myself as I saw the 13-year-old devil doll-faced princess all alone as she was hovering over a deserted cocktail cart.

 

She had slipped the time-out invoked by her parent’s after her earrings had both disappeared without any explanation as to how?

 

But they foolishly did not have her hand over her remaining diamonds for safe keeping, as I saw she still had a sparkling necklace of them hanging down around her throat.

 

My finger’s tingling as I watched the hardly innocent brat’s necklace with its expensive shimmer. I slipped off and began to circle around my new prey as I could see her lifting a full cocktail glass.

 

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I was standing by a neglected cocktail cart. as one does, allowing the 13-year-old devil doll to sneak in an adult drink. My hand was caressing her sleek gown, as I sinfully was working off the antique diamond necklace from the distracted female brat. The pricy diamond necklace was far too tempting a target to allow the bratty girl to wear it any longer. I already had lifted her antique diamond-encrusted earrings earlier, so now I had doubled the value by having the complete matched set.

 

It was then I happily had spied Cadie’s overly jewel-burdened mum( I had figured it wasn’t her sister, too much panache) who had come up to the bar to order a drink while I was otherwise entertained.

 

I finished slipping off the girl’s expensive diamonds, pocketed them, squeezed her as she was looking at the glass with a disgusted gaze, and took my leave.

 

Cadie’s Mum was leaning over the bar, her tight blue satin-covered rear end just sticking out enough to make her a decent target.

 

Coincidently, from the speaker came the announcement for the bridal bouquet toss.

 

Approaching the bar area I saw that my target had started to reach back to straighten her shiny blue dress, diamond pinkie ring blazing up magnificently like the fancy bugger was daring me.

 

My fingers were tingling like wildfire as I made my approach. I had wanted a chance at lifting from this lady the moment I saw her walking with my “Chocolate Delight”

 

As the commotion that an announcement like the bridal toss brings began, I moved along the bar, acting like one of the single ladies scurrying to join in with the bridal fun.

 

I bumped into Cadie’s mum in doing so. One hand caught her by the silken waist for “support” while I wedged her ring-bearing hand between her tight blue satin-clad buttocks and my very damp crotch. My free hand caught up her fingers and easily pulled down, then off from her pinkie her diamond ring.

 

A textbook lift.

 

I apologize. She sweetly looked at me with the understanding of why I was in a hurry as I quickly moved off.

 

My heart was beating up like a storm. The diamond pinkie ring I had just lifted from Cadie’s wealthy mum was worth a dizzying payday.

 

I could/should have just kept walking straight out the door.

 

But I couldn’t pass up on the bridal bouquet toss.

 

My favorite part of any reception raid I am on.

 

As I was pocketing her mum’s ring, I spotted a diamond-bearing chocolate delight(as I was calling Cadie) with pretty ruby-burdened Lilly, the one wearing the touchable red satin blouse. But the third Emerald displaying Ginny, wearing the black satin kimono, was curiously not with them. Pity, for I would have gotten in with them to attempt lifting Ginny’s necklace. As it was there were more profitable targets in that gathering storm of flickering jeweled-up females.

 

I wedged myself in the midst of the well-dressed chattering females, heart pounding furiously from the excitement of the hunt.

 

As the bride threw her bouquet of white roses I delved into that squirming crowd of satin and silk-clad females and came away with, not the bouquet, but a fancy wide gemstone set bracelet from the gloved wrist of a lady wearing a deliciously fitted taffeta gown of burgundy.

 

As we all broke up I decided I was done for the night. A nice evening's work for me had been accomplished. Both profitable and jolly fun.

 

As I left I saw Cadie and Lilly off in a corner talking like a couple of puppy cute conspirators over something.

 

They were standing under an incandescent light that made the diamonds and rubies they wore blaze into provocative life as they moved in place.

 

I murmured to myself as I placed a hand over my still fast-beating heart.

“Girls, again you have my curiosity.”

 

I went over to say toodles and for a last look at the pair of beautifully attired young girls. They stopped talking as I approached and chirped happy greetings. Brother Craig joined and said to the two girls.

“Ready?”

 

I pounced on that, saying…

“Oh you’re leaving too, could I walk out with you?”

 

The 3 of them happily obliged and we walked out together.

 

Lilly had a friendly arm wrapped around Cadie’s sleek svelte waist. I was very jealous that it wasn’t my arm there fingering that pretty broach Cadie was wearing.

 

With that thought in mind, I moved closer, ready to make a lift for her broach should an opportunity arise.

 

It didn’t and Cadie reached the exit door still wearing her diamond broach.

 

As we went outside, On a total whim, I stated I was going to a pub and asked if they cared to join me for a drink, knowing full well they were all underage. So I was merely dangling what I’d hoped would be tempting bait.

 

They all laughed Lilly saying they were all too young yet to be served drinks.

 

But had I caught a sad tone to her voice and if I was reading Cadie and Craig’s expression correctly, all three were vulnerable game to be out drinking.

 

So I tried to set the hook I felt these wealthy youngsters may have been nibbling at.

 

I place my hand on Lilly’s extremely soft shoulder and put a finger to my lips, leaning in. They all followed suit giggling, as I whispered.

“Tell you what. I can pick up a bottle of wine and we can meet in that little park yonder. You know maybe I will share a bit of it!”

I made a drinking motion.

“No one will know”

 

Craig looked at his sister, who nodded, making her long earrings flicker.

Then he looked at Lilly who also nodded agreement, her earrings also breaking out and doing a blazing ruby dance of their own.

 

It made my heart melt, it did, the show those pretty jewels of theirs did along with their deliciously attractive attire. And I was that much closer to, well, you know (winks).

 

Craig looked at me

“We actually have a private spot that we hang out at, an unused cemetery down old Abbots Chase Road. Can you meet us there ?”

 

Played and hooked em. Licking my lips I readily agreed

“Certainly darlings.”

 

Cadie quickly explained how to get there, it was 20 minutes away, only a few kilometers from a village where I could purchase the wine.

 

The four of us happily left, me probably being the happiest as I took a renewed interest in chocolate delight’s diamonds and meek little Lilly’s savory rubies.

 

We parted ways at the park and with a gleeful step I made quick way to my sports coupe.

 

As I drove off I tried to curtail my excitement, not wanting to jinx any luck I may end up having. Definitely Chocolate Delight’s diamond-burdened figure would be a victim of my light touch.

 

But I would hate to let the delightful rubies young Lilly was wearing left out of the fun.

 

And I had more than one plan up my sleeve to acquire far too darling jewels.

 

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Easily finding the village I went to a local and purchased a bottle of cheap red wine.

 

I headed off on the mostly tree-lined Abbots Chase Road. At one point crossing a bridge over a wide river, after which I passed what appeared to be an old university, on my left then more trees, and finally the cemetery on my right.

 

The only car parked was theirs, they had pulled in straight. I backed in under the shadows of a bush hanging over the old wrought iron fence. I broke off a small branch and stuck it in my front plate, obscuring most of the numbers.

 

I had no problems locating the tro hanging out on the wide steps of a large pavilion.

 

For tonight’s moon was full, and nothing sparkles in the light of a brite moon more than expensively real diamonds and pricy synthetic rubies. Even little Lilly’s rhinestone belt shone like a bloody beacon exploding with frenzied bursts of light, all of it giving them away as rich targets.

 

I’ve heard that some pickpockets could lift a person's belt as easily as a wallet. And Lilly’s would be just the type of belt worth a lifting.

 

I smacked my lips over that thought.

 

“Cheers,” they gleefully hailed me as I approached.

 

Sitting down next to Lilly, two steps below Cadie and Craig, I reopened the bottle and handed off to Craig who took a healthy swig and handed it to Lilly, who took a rather large gulp, giggling as I watched her diamond/ruby-filled necklace flashing from down the sheer front of her red satin blouse.

 

Then Cadie took it, diamond bracelet and rings flashing, and also took a healthy swallow before handing it back to me.

 

I pretended to drink as I watched the three of them happily continue chatting away not paying me any real heed.

 

Cheers, I said, another round, I’m buying.

 

The girls giggled at that as the bottle was passed around again, I was given another front seat show of their heart-wrenching jewels sparkly dance.

 

As I watched over the cheery lot. I was also keeping an eye on the road. No cars were coming either way. We were alone and it appears it would stay that way.

 

I daringly asked what had happened to their (adorably jeweled up) friend Ginny.

 

“Where is your friend, Ginny I think her name was?”

 

Cadie said proudly …

“Yes, Ginny. She had left early with her parents. Her mum is a judge .”

 

Craig cut in dryly…

“with higher political aspirations”

 

Cadie nudged her brother coyly before continuing…

“Her Mum had an important fundraiser tonight.”

 

Craig added sadly,

“And Ginny not attending with her parents wasn’t a bloody option.”

 

I looked at him with sincere disappointment, sharing his feelings that Ginny was not there, albeit for a very different reason.

“Aye laddie, too bad she isn’t here for the fun. Those stuffed-shirted politicians can be a dreary lot to hang with.

 

Cadie giggled…

“I know right, Ginny wanted Lilly and me to go with her, didn’t she now? But Lilly’s parents said no. So I decided to say with Lilly now didn’t I.”

 

 

I took the bottle back from Craig and held it up. Let’s drink to Lilly’s parents, otherwise, I would not have the pleasure (opportunity) being here with you three luvs.”

 

Cadie rose and hugged me from behind, her king earrings hitting my face as she bent over me saying.

“Aww, thank you., that’s a sweet thing to say.”

 

I handed her the bottle and she happily took a deep swig, then passed it to Lilly.

 

Cadie sat down and began sleepily fingering her handsome necklace, diamonds dripping down from it, spilling the sparklers out onto the front of her chocolate satin gown, she looked so pretty, and I was hungry for that sweet necklace shimmering so delectably from her shiny gloved fingers.

 

Lilly passed the bottle to Craig who had been sulking, he happily took a swig, and another healthy gulp. Then yet another. I saw his eyes then begin to droop down to being half closed.

 

He gently put an arm around Cadie, his fingers gently caressing his sister's waist and side. I was envious, for I could imagine how tingly they must have felt touching that rich brown satin gown she wore. he leaned on her shoulder and soon fell asleep.

 

Cadie and Lilly both giggled at this, and I joined in, taking the bottle from his hand, and saying to Cadie.

 

“Here let’s not have that spill over your pretty party dress.

 

I handed the bottle to Cadie and asked.

 

“How did you all happen to be hanging out here, at a cemetery?

 

Cadie, my little chocolate delight, explained it to me after gulping wine, and as I listened, feeling the time was finally coming, in anticipation I took in a full inventory of Cadie’s expensively glittering collection of diamonds as she spoke.

 

She explained in great detail how this backed the woods behind their house…

 

As she said house I pictured a mansion.

 

She said that the cemetery was not used anymore so it became a place to play their games.

 

“And a nice place to play mine.” I thought.

 

I now had the bottle and handed it to Lilly as Cadie finished.

 

I asked her...

“Don’t you ever feel frightened out here at night?”

 

Cadie accepted the quickly emptying bottle from Lilly as she slowly answered, her words a wee bit slurred.

“Sometimes, though I’ve never seen anything here at night that would harm us.”

 

I had to ask.., now that Craig was out of the protective equation

“Even this evening with us all dressed up, can I feel safe here?”

 

Chocolate Delight then thoughtfully took another gulp of wine, passing it to me, I passed it on to Lilly. Craig stirred in his sleep.

 

“Of course luv, I cannot think of any reason someone would bother us tonight?”

 

I heard Lilly giggle from behind.

“Nor something “

 

I looked at them both, at their brightly flickering jewels and far too richly shiny attire thinking to myself...

(I just bet the two of you really haven’t a clue as to what makes a thief tick!)

 

I said apologetically…

“I guess you’re right, silly of me to worry. You know choc…Cadie That’s a perfectly lovely necklace you are wearing. May I?”

 

She happily held it up, and I fingered it. Her eyes reflected a total innocence, obviously she felt no danger wearing out jewellery like this. No matter how hard I tried to steer her thoughts in that direction.

 

“Gorgeous, simply lovely, not real are they though, of course.”

 

Cadie giggled,

“They are ever so real. These are all mums, aren’t they? Papa keeps them at the bank. Says they are very valuable. He worries too much Mum said to him,” hun, it’s not like we’re in London tonight…. Then mum said I looked so pretty that she insisted I wear her diamonds instead of my own.”

 

Lilly chimed in…

“I like getting dressed up and going to London. Ever so much fun. “

 

I chuckled thinking certain parts of London would just love to see these two wealthy pups walking down their street dressed up like they were tonight. But what I said was something quite different…

“Parents do worry too much. Though I guess I’m surprised they let you come out here alone. And Lilly, you do dress up very beautifully.“

 

Lilly(blushing)and Cadie both answered together

“Oh we didn’t think to tell them, no reason really, we’re always out here now, aren’t we now.”

 

Cadie added...

“After all, we’re far from London., right?”

 

“Right,” I said, patting her shoulder, my excitement rising as I see how sleepy she is also getting.

“No reason I could mention.”

 

Cadie now passed the bottle to me almost dropping. It. Poor thing is tired I thought.

 

As Cadie’s eyes closed and she cuddled in and soon was falling asleep against her brother's shoulder.

 

I felt my fingers trembling with anticipation.

 

Meanwhile, Lilly had taken a sip of wine and was also swaying like she was tipsy as she was holding the now mostly empty bottle.

 

I moved and sat next to her.

 

Lilly lifted the bottle giggling .sayin “Cheers” to the still sleeping Craig as she saluted him with it before taking a long pull.

 

“Here sweetie, those two don’t know how to hold their liquor like we do.”

 

I put my arm around her, lovingly stroking her hair, and then petted her backside as I spoke. Spotting her ruby bracelet peeking out from the long cuff of her red satin blouse, I felt my heart beating fast.

 

“Lilly looked up at me with glazed-over eyes, saying with concern….

 

“I always find this place a little scary at night. I’m glad you’re here with us. ”

 

I held Lilly’s hand, the one holding the wine bottle. Her rings digging into deliciously into my palm as I helped her lift the bottle to her lips. She obediently took another swig. Her flashy ruby necklace hanging down was glimmering away.

 

I reached over and lifted it, lovingly looking at the desirable rubies and diamonds it held, licking my red lips with growing delight.

 

Feeling the girl slipping off into sleep. I whispered soothingly.

 

“I am glad to be here too luv. Your rubies were a very nice touch to wear out tonight. ”

 

Lilly cuddled into my side,

 

“Thank you, I’m so happy you, you like my R…rub…..”

 

Finally, she succumbed to sleep. I wrapped an arm around her warm satiny figure and cuddled her next to me as her breathing became heavier, I felt her leaning lifelessly up against me, out cold.

 

I looked over, Craig also still out, cold leaning against his now sleeping sister.

 

I trembled with delight while gently prying Lilly from my side and placing her head onto Craig’s lap.

 

I rose and deliciously looked over their very well-attired figures. Their ample valuables glistened in that late evening full moons bath.

 

“Ripe for the picking!”

 

I lit a cigarette and watched the trio, teasing myself with the temptation of the view. As I muttered

“From vulnerable sweet jewel-laden prey lured out, to now my innocent sleeping victims to soon be cleaned out”

 

I shivered with a delighted prickliness of sheer pleasure at my truly wicked thoughts.

 

It had actually worked, the whimsical ace I had “ carried up my sleeve” for some time.

 

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Now three years ago at a formal garden party that spilled out into the evening, I was befriended by an older velvet and lace-clad lady who had taken a liking to me, especially since I was there alone. I had taken a liking to her diamonds.

 

We had ended up in the deserted gardens carrying glasses of wine. Sitting on a bench enjoying the moon I had the opportunity to nick from her the fancy gem-encrusted bracelet she was wearing

 

But much later that evening as I was in bed unable to sleep I mulled over how it seemed a pity not to have gotten away with lifting more of that lady’s diamonds.

 

I thought up different scenarios as I was falling asleep. Suddenly my eyes opened wide.

 

How easy it would have been to slip her a “Mickey”, by placing knockout drops in her wine, and as she was unconscious I could have had her diamond rings, necklace, and earrings, as well as her fine purse in an easy haul.

 

I studied up on it later and ever since had

carried a small bottle of knockout drops contained in a perfume bottle which happened to have an ace of diamonds etched on the crystal glass.

 

I carried it with me, well because one just never knows if lightning will strike twice.

 

But in all those years, in all the many posh receptions, parties, and the ilk that I had raided, I never came close to using my little “ace” that I had added to my “raiding” arsenal.

 

But just maybe, tonight I could pull it off. Risky as it was I had thought, which is why I had suggested buying wine.

 

I had bought cheap Red because it had a stronger acidic taste, which was useful for covering the taste of the ace up my sleeve that I was about to use.

 

Because Red wine will mask the taste of the knock-out drops better than white.

 

I had pulled off into a deserted parking area by the bridge, opened the wine bottle, took out a perfume bottle and poured in 1/8 of its contents, then shook the wine well before recapping it.

 

Man as I did, I was hoping my little plan would work.

 

It appears it had.

 

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So I crushed out my cigarette.

“Time to work them over.”

 

I went over to sister Cadie first with the sinister intention of making a proper job of it.

 

My fingers took the opportunity to delightfully stroke with caressing pets, what was the absolute sensuousness of touching her chocolate brown satin gown's thick texture. I lifted the dazzling necklace from her chest the diamonds dangling down. They were far too enchanting to gaze at up close. I laid them back down upon her sleek chest.

 

I leaned in and whispered in Cadies ear

“Cadie, can you hear me?”

 

She didn’t budge.

 

“Cadie, I’ve a confession, I’m a thief…”

 

Still no answer. She was dead to the world.

 

I petted my fingers down to her waist and worked off her broach, laying it on her lap.

 

Then I reached around behind her throat, undoing her fine gemmed encrusted necklace, then slipped it off, laying it reverently curled upon the broach. Her ears were quickly relieved of the long diamond earrings, then I ran my fingers through her silky curly hair, pulling out her, sorry, her mum’s long diamond clip.

 

I caressed down her silky red locks till they framed her cherub-like face.

 

Lifting each limp gloved wrist I worked off her rings, then lastly her diamond bracelet, adding them to the satisfyingly growing, glittering pile.

 

I then pulled off her long deep brown satin gloves.

 

Lastly, I did a thorough pat down of her figure to make sure nothing was missed. I went from head to dark brown high heels, where her painted toenails stood out. It was around her left little toe where I found a shiny solid gold toe ring she had been wearing.

 

As I pulled it off I said to her sleeping form.

“I’ll be having this also, dearie.”

 

I then turned my full attention to the brown-haired sleeping Lilly.

 

I leaned in and whispered in her ear.

 

“Lilly darlin…”

 

No response, I stuck a finger into her chest, watching closely…

 

“This is a stickup, hand over your Rubies honey.”

 

She didn’t move.

 

I then lifted her dead to the world figure and carried her to a nearby stone bench. I sat her up in a corner, her head down, short hair covering her face.

 

I delved my fingers into her silky hair and located each of her delicious ruby earrings. Reaching behind me and adding them to the glistening pile laid out upon young Cadie’s satin-covered lap.

 

I then lifted the ruby necklace and pulled it around till the clasp was exposed. Easily flicking it open, I pulled the shimmery beauty from around her throat.

 

I watched it swaying from my hand, rubies glistening a red fire, diamonds sparkling white. I then added it to the pile.

 

I then lifted each of her petite hands petting them as I worked off her surprisingly tightly fitting rings. Peeling back the long cuffs of her sleeves, exposing her dazzling bracelets which I worked off from her wilted wrists and happily added to my growing pile.

 

I then ran my fingers slowly along her downy soft clad figure. Making sure nothing was missed.

 

I will admit I was taking longer than necessary to do this, on both sleeping girls, but it was an exciting experience that I wanted to take the fullest advantage of.

 

My efforts with Lilly were rewarded when I found that she was wearing a small 1/2 Carat diamond in her navel. I had to fish up under her satin blouse to remove it.

 

Then I scooped up all the jewels that lay in a glimmering heap upon sweetly passed out chocolate delight’s lap and stuffed them all into my purse.

 

After gleefully stripping the girls of their valuables, I turned my attention to the sleeping male who should by all rights have been their protector.

 

“Okay laddie, let’s see what’s in your pockets.”

 

I patted my fingers along his satin gold calico vest while peeling back his tux jacket where I pulled a thin billfold filled with small denomination notes from a breast pocket. I placed that down the front of my dress to join the others lifted earlier.

 

I unfastened his watch and pulled off his rings placing them both inside my purse.

 

Then pulled out the cat's eye tie pin and also dropped it inside my purse

 

Undoing the tie I pulled it from around his neck, laying it on top of his sister’s brown satin gloves.

 

I then checked his trouser pockets, noticing he a bulge had risen from his crotch. Inside his pockets I came across a gold money clip with larger denominations of notes, and his car keys. The clip went into my purse and the keys I laid on the step. His rising bulge I left alone.

 

Then searching in his vest pocket I felt something hard and unusually shaped.

 

Curiosity turned to a shock that swept over me as I pulled out the very rhinestone-fringed diamond/emerald pendant that the missing chick Ginny had been so deliciously wearing with her black satin kimono. The very one I couldn’t take my eyes off at the reception.

 

I whispered to the passed-out lad…

“What’s up with this?”

 

Was he a budding thief or a lad who likes to play games? Which as a young lass is how I had started out.

 

I shrugged, stowing away the necklace in a special pocket.

 

I unceremoniously pulled him off the bench and holding his shoulders up, dragged him over behind the gazebo and set him up behind a long stone cross. Using his school tie I gagged him mum, using his sister’s long satin gloves I tied his hands and bound his legs. He would work off of his bounds eventually, but it would add to my escape time once he came to.

 

I went back and picked up the car keys, thought for a moment before I tossed them up on the gazebo floor

 

That should buy me some time. I wickedly smiled to myself.

 

I went back. The girls were also still out cold.

 

I looked them both over. Those pretty frocks would fetch a nice price.

 

I shook my head, lectured myself as I said no.

 

But I did take the sleeping girl's fancy designer purses and swinging them happily I made my way to the sports coupe and hid them, along with mine, in my sports coupe’s boot.

 

Closing it I looked back over towards the gazebo and let out a long sigh.

 

I could see Lilly’s rhinestone belt shining and shimmering, filling me with a shivering desire.

 

A thought, like a dog worrying an old shoe, would not let me go.

“I would probably never have another opportunity like this again.”

 

Was it with it to make a few quid more?

 

Or do I skedaddle with my over £70,000 in takings and not press my luck?

I chose the latter..

Firing up the engine I pulled onto Abbots Chase Road , and drove back down the road heading towards the village.

 

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Now if this was a movie( one I’ll admit I would love to watch) the story would end at that point. Not knowing the outcome.

 

And in movies, a thief keeps pushing the envelope enough so that they eventually end up in cuffs.

 

Oh to have a crystal ball

 

The rational thing for our thief would have been to take off at that point. Drive back through the village and cleanly make her get away without taking any more risks.

 

Though if she had been thinking that way she would have left the wedding reception and avoided that last meeting with Lilly and Cadie, thus missing out on the cemetery score all together

 

But I’ve always been interested in life’s paths. What if one took the path less traveled sort of thing?

 

So I did that, I wrote another ending. One that I could not just leave on the cutting room floor. One that in a movie would. Have been possibly the risk gone too far and ending up being caught, or ending up with a bigger payday?

 

But then this isn’t a movie, though it would be fun to watch if it was.

 

So, let’s just take the other path, the one not usually chosen.

 

Now then, onto part two, for those who want to know just what I’m babbling on about

 

To be continued

Done