Thief in the Night
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
Beware the unwanted intruder in the night and what they’re after!


Thief in the Night

It was getting late, night had already drawn in, it was dark outside and Glen
was still engrossed with the papers that were strewed across his desk and with
the information that was on his laptop screen. In fact, it wasn't getting
late, it was late, very late and it had been a long session, getting through
all those figures. Inputting all that information into the computer, looking
at the outcomes and then working this all into the over plan and project he
was working on. But, give it 5minutes and he would be all finished!

He was glad that his wife was away this weekend, she'd gone off with a couple
of her old friends to ... ... ? Well he knew she'd told him, but at best he
was only half listening at the time, 'was it a spar weekend, or something like
that?' Anyway, it all worked out well, as he'd finally got through setting
this project up for his work line manager and would be ready next week to
present it to the board of directors. Having his wife away meant that he'd
been able to finish it all off without having her there in the background
complaining that he was working while at home, 'again!'

It was about now just as he was on the verge of finishing that the man, sat up
straight, leant back, stretched, yawned and looked up at the clock. It was
almost 2 O'clock in the morning, he'd been on a roll since getting in from
work and just concentrating on this, his project and now suddenly he felt
tired, quite tired indeed. He pressed save, got up, stretched some more, which
again he needed and strolled from his office/study on the ground floor of his
home, out into the hallway, and then over to the kitchen.

The whole house was in darkness, the only light came from his office as the
door was now open. When he made his way into the kitchen, there was a bit more
light in here as those garden lights that his wife liked so much. Gave off a
dim glow that filtered through the large glass windows and French doors. Glen
went over to the large fridge there, pulled it open, which caused a flood of
bright white light to now shoot out in all direction. He reached in, grabbed a
bottle of water and closed the door, instant darkness again. His eyes had that
hazy, blurred large fuzzy dots of after light and it took a few seconds before
he could focus again in his dark surroundings.

As he turned away from the fridge, looking out and over the breakfast bar
towards those large French doors, then something moved! There was this blurred
'object', something quite large, that seemed to dash across the windows out
there in the garden. Glen, blinked, rubbed his eyes, not sure that he'd
actually seen anything. He went over to the doors, looked outside, but there
was nothing there, nothing that he could see. So, he opened the doors, put his
head out, looked one way then the other and still there was nothing there!
'Must be seeing thing?'

He closed the doors, checked it was locked and walked away, shaking his head
and thinking too himself, 'must have been the effects of the sudden light from
opening the fridge', and 'been working too hard, too long', plus of course,
'probably just a fox.' But we shouldn't forget that what he 'saw' was much
bigger than any 'fox!'

But that was the least of his worries, right now he just had to make sure all
his works was saved, everything was in the right place and then he could get
off to bed, for some well-deserved rest and sleep. As he made his way back to
his study, out the kitchen, down the corridor to where the light was coming
from, opening that bottle of water and taking a swig, when, 'Bang!' There was
a sound!

It wasn't very loud, but there was a sound and it came from upstairs, but he
was the only one at home, his wife was away, so of course that just left him
there. So, why was there just that sound, what was it? Glen, carried on past
his study towards the stairs of his home. Everything was dark as he'd only
just emerged from his study, to get that water, since he arrived home from
work. He looked up and around the staircase that turned halfway up, heading
back up in a different direction. It was still all dark and quiet, so had he
imagined it? But then there was something else, 'Creek!' Another sound, and
another indication that something wasn't right, and again it was all coming
from upstairs.

Glen wasn't the kind of man to runaway from anything like this, so, 'CLICK!'
He flicked the switch next to him so the stairs and upper landing lights came
on. Now he took the first step up those stairs and carried on to see if there
was indeed something going on. Or was it all just his imagination? Up, around,
and to the top of the stairs, and the open landing area he went and now stood.
The stairs and upper landing were all highly polished wooden floors with large
rugs covering areas here and there. So, there was no quite way of going up
those stairs, but now that he was at the top, he looked, listened. Everything
looked normal, there was no sign of ... ... 'There it was, again, another
sound!' There was defiantly a sound there and it seemed as if it was coming
for down the corridor straight ahead and off the open landing. The corridor
that lead to his bedroom.

As he approached the door to his bedroom, Glen thought he could see some kind
of faint light coming from under the door, 'There was someone in there!' The
man reached out, grabbed onto the door knob, turned it sharply, pushed the
door open in one quick sudden movement and stepped inside the bedroom. Hoping
to catch a thief in the act, so to speak, but it was all dark and there was no
one there! 'Dame!' He looked around the room, empty! There was no one there,
the bed the dressing table all looked normal. The doors of the built-in
wardrobes were all closed so was the door to the en-suite bathroom. In some
ways Glen was disappointed, he shook his head, thinking that he probably been
working too hard, too late and had imagined it all when ... ... !

He noticed that the chair, the single chair that was all by itself by the wall
and near to the door that led to the en-suite. The chair was away from the
wall and too far over to the right, almost as if it had been moved! Which was
an alarming sight, as the 'secret safe' that the man had had recently put in
was under the rug that this chair should have been stood over! After all no
intruder, would think to look under an old rug for a safe would they. Any
thief would look behind a hanging picture, at the back of a walk-in wardrobe,
behind some books in a bookcase, maybe, but not under a rug!

Thinking the worse the man flicked the light switch, 'CLICK!' He now moved
over to the wall, he moved the chair out the way, the rug that covered the
location of the 'secret safe' looked as if it had been disturbed! He quickly
bent down and tugged at the rug to whip it out the way. Making way so he could
knee down and so revelling the safe in the floor there. His hand reached down
to it but already he knew it was unlocked, 'Crap!' His hand easily pulled the
safe cover, the door open, 'Shit!' The safe where he kept his wife's
jewellery, the real stuff, a good amount of 'extra cash', plus some important
paperwork, documents, that sort of thing. And safe door was unlocked!

He yanked the door sharply open to look inside and 'Shit!' There was a couple
of things still inside, but most of these 'precious items' where gone! Just at
that moment as he'd looked inside, there was a sound behind him. Instantly his
head turned towards this, he looked up and there was someone there, in the
room with him, the thief! Over by the bedroom's door, reaching over for the
light switch by the door, then there was a 'CLICK!' The lights went out and
before his eyes could focus in the dark, WHACK! There was a sharp, painful
blow to the side of the man's head. It all happened within a second, possibly
two, but still the man had that briefest of moments to look, to see who the
intruder was, before 'she' hit him.

And it was a woman who'd hit him, a female that had obviously broken into his
home, found his safe and robbed him. Although it was just for a fleeting
moment, a second, no longer, but still he had seen her, before the lights had
gone out. And that image was implanted inside his head, just as her blow had
also been implanted inside his head.

He was left with the image of the woman who'd struck him, an image impressed
on his mind. Well the impression of a young female, a 'girl' who'd hit him,
but only because he was caught off guard and she'd got lucky, of course! What
Glen had seen was a youthful female, it was difficult to say just how old she
might be. After all it had only been for a fleeting second but she probably
should have been tucked up in bed in her own home after doing her homework.
That sort of young she was, maybe?

But as she'd come out of the bedrooms en-suite, tried to seek out as he was
bent down and examining his 'secret' floor safe, as she went for the lights.
The girl had turned her head and he'd got a look, a glimpse of her face, he'd
seen what she looked like, before the lights went out. She was young and also,
she wasn't that good looking at all. OK, not ugly, ugly, but maybe just a
touch on the wrong side of just being plain. But its amazing how in a split
second you can take in and notice so much. He saw her thin lips, the lack of
any expression on her face, the boring old black rim glasses and the messy
hair. Hair that looked black, dark brown but with this reddish tint to it the
further it went down. Messy as it was long, just past her shoulder and very
curly, the kind of hair that looked as if it hadn't been brushed in a while.
She was also a small girl, but to be able to get upstairs in his house meant
she must have climbed, scaled the outside of the house somehow to get there,
so she was quite fit and agile!

So, that was how she looked, her face, but there was also how she was dressed
that he also noticed in that split second. All in black, as you would expect a
thief in the night too be dressed. A pair of thin black sneakers, ideal for
climbing, then there was some bare flesh as she didn't wear any socks so there
was a gap before you came to a pair of tight black leggings. And these showed
that she had firm, sturdy legs, past these there was again bare flesh as there
was another gap. Only a slight one, but he noticed it in that split second,
before it came to her top, black, long sleeved and again tight to her upper
body. Which again showed that like her legs her upper body was firm and strong
and also an obvious female body. The little thief's finishing touch was a pair
of black, tight fitting gloves. Again, there was this gap, that he noticed
from where her sleeves ended to where the gloves began.

So, there she was the robbing, little girl, the one who'd got to the light,
flicked it and then spun herself around, brought her leg up as she came closer
to him and then drove her foot into the side of him, still knelt there
examining his secret safe. The blow was good, solid, strong, but so was the
man, and it would take more than just one hit to put him out of action.
Especially as he was fired up, well being burgled tends to have that effect on
you. But even so the blow had affected Glen, studding him, shaking him and
yes, even hurting him.

But even though this had all happened in the blink of an eye, Glen already had
time to think, for a few thoughts to go around inside his head. 'Time to get
up and get this girl', plus 'it's time to put her down, deal with the thief in
a proper way!' So, with a quick shake of his head to throw off the pain of her
attempt to take him down, and now he was pushing himself up so he could stand
straight, stand upright. But as he came up, the girl was already going through
her own plan, of dealing with him. So, she could do what she came here for and
leave, with little interference!

As he came up the girl was already in another spinning move, around she went,
in the dark, so it was difficult for him to see what was going on, but, WHACK!
He felt it, Glen felt the side of her foot as it came around and went slamming
into the side of his face as he raised himself up. The blow was hard, fast and
considering how dark it was it was either very lucky or she had eyes that
could see in the dark. Whichever it was, it had worked. The blow to the side
of his head took this bigger man by total surprise, even after what had
already happened. The blow also sent the home owner tumbling over and crashing
into the wall, nearest his 'secret safe.'

Having crashed into the wall, stumbled and was now slipping down that wall as
the pain filled his head and a feeling of stunned shock took hold of his body.
He dropped down to his knees as he now leant against the wall there, trying to
get his head working again, so he could once more gain control of his body.
Which being a strong, fit man it didn't take long at all before his hands were
pressed against the wall and he was pushing himself back upwards. That's not
to say that he wasn't hurting, he was, after all he was just a man, and a man
can be hurt!

As he was coming up, trying to get himself upright as quick as he could he had
forgotten about the intruder, but she wasn't just going to stand there and
wait for him to get back up? WHACK! OOOUUUHHH! Of course not! With his back to
her and it still dark, he saw nothing but felt the sharp jolt of her knee as
it went driving hard into his back, his spine. This was instantly followed up,
by his upper body being grabbed, an arm coming around his neck, his throat,
while a firm gripping hand took hold on his shoulder.

Being struck, hit again and now with a girl's arm around his throat was one
thing, but as this was all happening in the dark, it did add a certain
something. Maybe a bit of extra fear? Maybe! Well, an intruder in the night,
being 'attacked', the lights turned out and now being set upon in the dark. It
could be, to some men, a bit scary! But even in this situation there was one,
thing, well maybe two, that made it all a bit 'thrilling' too! That was
because Glen could feel the girl's breasts that where pushing into his back as
she now pulled back with that arm around his neck. Dragging him backwards, and
for the briefest of moment there was a kind of exciting side to all this. But
don't tell anyone that he was thinking that. That he might, kind of, even
'like' it, or they might think that this man was a bit strange!

But as the girl pulled back a bit harder on her arm, as she squeezed a bit
against his throat, then all of a sudden, this dark situation did indeed
become a bit more scary for him! He panicked, of course he would, Glen's arms
started to flap around wildly, he pushed himself backwards, hoping to push the
girl over, topple her, and then free himself. But she was ready for his wild
actions. Even though she was squeezing against his windpipe, he tried
desperately to scramble upwards with his feet and pushing with his legs. Going
rewards and was he almost about to succeed, when WOOOSSSHHH! THUD!

But it was the young girl who was in control, and the one making the moves.
And she had always been in control and this one wasn't going to get one over
on her, it was going to be the other way around! As he pushed up and back, she
turned, twisted herself to the side and of course took Glen with her.
Twisting, turning and then throwing him, as her arm came away from around his
neck, as she flung him away from herself. Flinging him down to the bedroom
floor, tossing him away and as he fell to the floor the intruder made her
escape.

She was away and out of that bedroom, just as he hit the floor, but that
wasn't going to stop the man from getting back up onto his feet, as quick as
he could, so he could chase after the burglar. Even though she'd shocked, hurt
and of course controlled him, quite easily, Glen was quite determined to do
what he could to case her off! Getting to his feet, he did however pause for
just a brief moment, maybe because he didn't really want to catch up with her,
he didn't know after all what she might do to him if he did catch up with her!
But he was angry, really angry, that someone had dared to break into his home,
to steal; from him and then to hit him! And it was a girl, and somehow that
made it all different, but still that was also the most annoying part of all
this!

So out the bedroom he now chased the intruder, that annoying female thief. Out
into the corridor he rushed, but there was no sign of her. Then it was down to
the open landing area at the top of the house stairs, but still there was no
sign of his intruder. He was just looking over the banister, down the stairs,
checking she wasn't hurrying down them, when there was a sound from behind
him! Down the other corridor, leading off to the spare bedrooms, the one that
was almost in total darkness. Cautiously Glen made his way towards this
corridor, wondering if she was there, or had he made another mistake? Was the
thief already out the house and making her escape, or was ... ... THUD!
OOOWWWHHH!

As he looked down that second corridor, the one in darkness and shadows, he
though he saw something move. Or was it his imagination, do shadows move? Then
out of the darkness came the girl, dressed in black and now turning around,
summersaulting towards him. She was quick, it happened all suddenly and he
couldn't get out the way so as she spun around, as her foot came down, it
struck him. Glen was sent staggering backwards, and back out into the large
and lit open landing area.

He staggered back and came to a stop, but was still up on his feet, which of
course was a positive. There was a dull pain to his jaw area, from where the
twisting girl's rotating foot had struck. Glen shock his head, looked up and
'Shit!' There she was again, all in black, and coming out of the shadows, into
the light of the landing area and then there she was, straight in front of
him. There was again a fleeting moment where he was stood there, she was stood
in front of him and they were each looking, staring at each other. And it made
him feel very strange.

She looked very much like he thought she had those couple of minutes ago, back
in the bedroom. He was right about how she looked, her face, she was indeed
plain, a bit too plain, but she now looked a bit older than he'd first
thought, strange! Her hair was still messy and curly looking and those dark
glasses of hers made him fix his stare on her eyes, and she winked at him. At
that same moment she moved, the girl, the thief spun herself around, and she
was quick, so fast as she did this. She went around and as she came back to
face him, she was closer, her leg was raised, up high and her foot, in the
black sneaker was coming for him, WHACK!

The shoe came down and went crashing into Glen's upper body, his chest. The
blow knocked him back further another step. Although it was a shock, and also
hurt, as the sneaker came down, he was again looking at her face. A brief
glimpse but this time she didn't look too plain, in fact there was a little
something there in her face, maybe. And this time she looked younger, again,
but her hair was still messy, still curly, still red tinted. But this time
there might have been the slightest smirk, grin on those lips of hers.

Instantly the man, having been hit put his arms up, clenched his fist as if he
was ready to have some kind of a fist fight with her! The young thief saw
this, but also that his feet where all in the wrong place, so she jumped. Up
she went, showing there was some good strength and dexterity in those legs of
hers. Up she went and kicked out, CRUNCH! UUUHHHH! The girl sent her sneaker
into the man's groin, flicking her leg out and catching him just about right.
But it was more a show of her skill than anything else. If she'd wanted too,
she could have put some real force behind that leg and put him grovelling down
onto his knees, but she didn't. It was just a flick, a slight tap, catching
him to show the man, what she can do.

Even though it was a 'tap' it caught him by surprise and it did hurt, but even
though it caused him to shudder, he was again still up on his feet, So, again
it was good, another positive. But her move also caused him to look down at
where she'd 'struck', and now as his head came back up again and he again
looked forward, 'Shit!' He saw the girl, there right there and he also saw her
fists, WHACK! CRACK! THUD! As he'd looked down, she'd gone for him, with her
fists this time, Fists that came up and went in fast, delivering a number of
good blows into him. A good Left, Right, Left. Chest, shoulder and jaw all
took blows, Glen's body shock, and once more he was forced to stagger
backwards.

But the second he gained his balance and was still standing, the girl was
already on him again, WHACK! A standing swivel kick from his intruder that
came around in a flash and brought her sneaker down into the left side of his
upper body. The blow also caught the bottom of his jaw as she drew her
footwear across his body. Which made him to take another step backwards, now
she came at him again, the same kind of high swivel kick, just this time with
her other leg. But somehow, he was ready this time, and managed to raise his
arm and parry away the blow, even if the sneaker had made contact with his arm
and had hurt.

That blow caused him to take just a half step backwards this time, but the man
was still retreating, THUD! Another kick, her other leg and this time a good
strike, one that got through. Immediately followed by another and another
twisting leg, another and another flying foot. With another blow that landed
up high into the man's body and a second blow that was blocked. Again, an arm
had taken the full impact of a fast and furious swivel kick, and in all this
there were more retreating steps taken by Glen.

The young female intruder carried on with her volley of high swivel kicks at
the man, WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Three, four more kicks, where her feet
went into his body, face, only one of which he now only half parried off. And
with each blow she landed, he took, had to take more reward steps, away from
her. And each step took him closer to the top of those stairs, only a few more
steps now and ... ... !

Glen's head was a mess, his body, face all hurt, he could barely defend
himself against a girl, he was in deep trouble. He didn't know, because he
couldn't think straight, how this was all going to end. But if he could think
about it, then he would realise it wasn't going to end well, for him! Each
time she struck, there was this bright light, flash of stars, followed by an
after glow and then darkness, each time she struck him. But also, in-between
this, there were those glimpses he caught of her! The girl that was doing all
this this him, glimpses that seemed to be etched in his mind and glimpses that
seemed, inside his head to last for a long time.

With each glimpse he saw her face, a face that changed for older to younger
and back again. From plain, to somewhat less than plain and then to possibly,
a bit more than just plain! Each time her hair was the same, curly, messy, but
the degrees of that red tint seemed to catch his eye too. But somehow all
these images seemed to melt into one and her face was now set in stone in his
mind. Even that slight grin she had, the way her lips had moved just a little
bit, there in the corner of her mouth. It was all set in concrete in his mind!

WHACK! There was another blow and of course another step taken backwards, but
this time Glen felt the ground under his foot almost give way. He'd stepped
back onto the edge of that first top step of the stairs. His arms went out to
the side, waved around a bit as he got his balance and just as he was
concentrating a bit too much on keeping himself upright and not falling down
the stairs, he took a step forwards to regain his poise, and ... ... !

He stepped right back toward the girl who was hitting him and had almost just
sent him over the edge and down those stairs. As he took that step forwards,
his eyes opened wide as there she was, well there was her glove covered fist
that was coming his way and, SMACK! Straight into the centre of his face,
making the older, taller man shudder, and after a full second had gone by, he
started to topple backwards. All the way back he went, over the edge of the
stairs and straight down, THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

Tumbling down the stairs he went, down to the small landing halfway up where
the stairs changed direction. So it wasn't that far to have fallen, but it
hurt, a lot and it was something he could have easily done without. He lay
there in a heap, shock his sore head that had knocked against the stairs as
he'd rolled down them and as he blinked and tried to focus his eyes on, 'Oh
Fuck!'

He looked up to see the girl, dressed in shadow black come flying through the
air, dropping down, her leg pushed out, the sole of her foot coming straight
towards him, and then, CRUNCH!

When Glen came around, outside it was still dark, so not much time had passed,
or so he thought. He felt like crap, he hurt all over and it took a few
moments for his head to clear enough so that he could remember what had
happened. When he finally managed to get himself up and staggering around, he
could see that he was alone, the intruder was gone. He checked the rest of the
house and everything seemed to be OK, it was just the empty safe and that
pissed him off. Plus being set upon and beaten up by a young girl! That was
embarrassing to say the least, he wouldn't want anyone to find that out, would
he!

It was later that morning and as the police where finishing up with their
investigation to the robbery. There were no prints as the intruder wore gloves
and in the kitchen the owner of the house was checking the list, he'd made of
what had been stolen. At this time Inspector Toogood entered the house and
looked around as the other police officers where finishing off with their
duties here. The Inspector had been heading home after a night shift, which
consisted of investing a failed night bank raid on the other side of The City.
Having heard on the radio there'd been a robbery in the area the Inspector was
driving through to get home, there was a thought. 'Stop off see what its all
about, might be interesting!'

Toogood got a quick brief about what had happened from the first office the
Inspector came across when entering the house, then looking around it was
clear there was a lot of money here in this property. After a look upstairs at
the secret safe it was time for a quick chat with the victim. Off towards the
kitchen and before she got there the Inspector saw and met the 'victim', Glen,
as he emerged from the kitchen and was coming down the hallway. The Inspector
and Glen met outside his study, his home office and talked about what had
happened. Just briefly so that Inspector Toogood could get just the facts
about what had happened.

She got the facts, 'working late', 'heard noise', 'investigated', 'found safe
unlocked', 'got hit from behind', 'got hit some more', 'a lot more', 'thief
got away with contents of safe'. All seemed straight forward enough. The
Inspector just had a couple of questions, just to check, "At no time you saw
the intruder, could you identify them, give a description?" Glen did look a
bit wary when he said "No", after all he wasn't going to admit he'd been
beaten up by a young girl, was he! "And this list, this is all that's missing
and it came all from your safe?" "That's right."

The Inspector turned her head, she could see they were stood by what looked
like an office, a working area, "nothing missing form in there?" After he'd
got himself down the stairs the man had looked everywhere, checked his office,
but nothing was disturbed, 'That was good, very good!' At that point he
noticed one of the rear double doors in the kitchen was open, the thief had
obviously got out that way and he was sure he'd seen something move out there
in the shadow as she stumbled there. 'The girl making her escape!' So, with
confidence he could say, "No, there's nothing else missing."

The Inspector was satisfied, looked around a bit more, and having had another
talk with the victim, telling him she would investigate but there wasn't much
to go on, but she'd do her best. Then Inspector Toogood left, headed for home
and some time off before she was back on duty.

When she got home the Inspector was weary it had been a long shift and a long
night. She took her coat off throw it over the bottom of the banister, then
headed up stairs and to her bedroom. It was time for a shower and then bed!
Alice Toogood pushed the door to her bedroom open and walked inside, she was
tired and as she pulled her blouse out of her skirt and started to unbutton
it, she felt a cold chill, which was strange. She looked over to the window
and could see that it was slightly open, now that was strange, she knew she'd
closed it before going on shift yesterday evening!

Then there was a muffled noise and the woman turned to look where it came
from, her bed! The quilt was all bulky and not as flat as she remembered it
should be after making her bed yesterday. Then there was another noise, a
giggle and the Inspector knew what, or who was hiding there in her bed!

The quilt cover was pushed back and there was the happy smiling face of Jenny,
the young girl, the one with the plain looking face that looked sometime older
than she really was, or maybe young and somewhat 'cute!' With her messy, curly
hair, with that reddish tint that made it stand out so much. The girl who'd
also been busy 'working' during the night, using some of those certain talents
she had! Talents that the police Inspector had noticed some months ago when a
wayward young girl had been brought into the police station suspected of
attempted burglary!

Inspector Toogood had seen that the girl had talent, she just needed to be
guided in the right direct, the right way, and by the right person! And in
many ways this police Inspector was indeed that right person! The Inspector
had a nice, but small, line in some minor criminal activities, nothing too
much, but enough to provide her with a little retirement fund! But now with
this girl, and her talents and the power of an Inspector in the police, these
talents could be put to some good use! Like expanding the Inspectors little
retirement fund into something much bigger one! Plus, there was an extra
benefit to all this, the girl, well there was something that the Inspector,
this older woman liked about the young thief. She had a way about her that
Alice Toogood liked.

In the bed, of her 'boss' and Jenny pushed herself up a bit, showing off her
black bra to the policewoman, and Inspector Alice liked what she saw. There
tucked in-between the girl's lovely breasts, and showing, was a white memory
stick! Alice smiled knowing that on there was all the information her little
intruder had taken off of Glen's laptop, without him knowing it! What was on
that memory stick would be worth something, and that's what the girl had been
really after. What was also inside that black bra was also something of
interest to the older woman too!

Alice Toogood stepped closer to her bed, and the girl inside it. At the same
time her foot kicked something there on the floor. She looked down there were
some black clothes and a black bag she knocked over, with jewellery, money and
papers that were falling out of it. This was the cover for the girl to enter
the home of the Glen, steel what was in the safe, beat the man up, which she
was good at, good at both these things. And if the 'crime' got reported, well
what man's going to report they got robbed and were beaten up by a 'gurl!' And
in this case no one would think that what was on the computer was the real
target!

The Inspector removed her blouse and moved down onto the bed, grabbed onto
that messy hair of the intruder, the one who'd now broken into her own home.
Pulled the girls head backwards as she moved in close. Moved in very close to
the young girl who was winching and still smiling. "You dropped something on
my floor and not just your clothes!" The girl giggled as she 'boss', the
police Inspector moved in closer, almost thrusting her large mature breasts
into her girly face.

"You can return the stuff you stole to the man's wife tomorrow, after all
she's the one who gave me all that information on him. And it will be
something extra for her when she divorces that man of hers." The Inspector
leant down even closer, and licked the side of her little thief's face, "I saw
that look in your eye, you'll enjoy giving it to her, wont you!" Jenny giggled
again as her boss, her lover tightened her grip on her curly hair, which only
excited the young intruder even more.

Jenny's hands had already moved up onto the older woman's body, "I've found a
new girl for you, she can climb, open safes and I'm teaching her to bet up men
too." Alice smiled 'sounded interesting!' "You'll like her, but not as much as
you like me!" The Inspector stared and grinned at her little thief, "I'll be
the judge of that." Then shaking her head in mocking disappointment, "what am
I going to do with you?" Jenny's smiled grew as she reached up "I'll show you
what you can do with me!" And with that she, the little thief kissed her
special police Inspector. A soft kiss and then more passionately as the two
female mouths interacted and worked on each other. The older female police
Inspector and her younger girly thief, they were quite a team, and for their
next job they would ... ... !