Unfortunate shoplifter (PM interest)

[Woe_Foe]

Name: Bethany Smith
Age: 18
Height: 5'6
Cup size: 38G

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11 PM and not a single soul out tonight. I suppose that if there was ever a reason to pick this time of day to do something so incredibly reckless, it was night. The air just seem fresher and calmed me down a notch as I stepped out of my old van. It was chilly outside, and I immediately regretted not wearing long sleeves as I walked towards the convenience store, each step I took echoing throughout the isolated area. The gas pumps were all alone, seeing as my van was the only vehicle stationed, save for one other car down by the opposite side of the lot. I didn't give it much thought.

"It's okay, just go in and come out. No one will notice." I think to myself, trying to calm my rapidly beating heart. One might oneself - why was I so nervous? It was stupid, or at least I thought it was pretty stupid. You know what they say, how somebody's words can change another's life? Well, something like that happened to me, just two days ago. Just some friends and I hanging out by my school's, University of Detroit Mercy, campus and them take note that out of everyone in our little group, I was the least adventurous. So, as I was acting rashly out of impulse at the moment - I was going to shoplift to prove them wrong. What was I going to steal? I had no idea and I was going to wing it. I didn't want to be the overly sweet, naive young girl. This eighteen year old was going to steal and prove that she can be just as adventurous as anybody else.

Of course, just by a first look you wouldn't think that I was raised as a sweet, innocent Protestant girl. I mean, my eyes did show it - they were sweet, bright and oh so nice. But such traits were easily pushed aside by the rest of my body, which coincidentally held the attention span of every man I knew - a slim, toned figure, long beautiful legs, a strong fit stomach, perfectly plump backside and a large pair of round breasts - the latter of which got me quite a few free drinks. I suppose that I could have worn some pieces of clothing to better hide my features, as my tight black top and pair of jeans were exactly doing much. I cursed myself, as I began to notice that my bra wasn't doing its job - as my bust bounced and swayed ever so slightly with every step I took.

The bells chimed as I opened the door, walking through the first aisle. There was an old man behind the counter, who didn't even seem to notice that I walked in, as he was napping behind the cash register. Already some form of confidence arose, as I went deeper into the store.

"Now what to take..." I thought to myself, opening the fridge as I quickly glanced through the selection of products. My eyes quickly fixated themselves onto a bottle of Jack Daniels, which was part of a stack behind me. I closed the fridge and quickly grasped at the bottle which was in plain sight. After pretending to inspect the bottle, I looked left and right and as the coast seemed clear, I quickly took the bottle and placed it under my shirt....

 

[a_libertine]

I was standing outside the convenience store off to the side finishing a cigarette while on my way to buy a pack enjoying life. One of the great things about being a TA for English 101 is that ultimately every woman at the University had to go through the class; while most freshman are not intellectually stimulating, they make up the shortage in firmness. Ultimately firmness counts more for me, a hit I am only 24.

And in my last year of law school, at good old UDM. Go Titans.

Snuffing out the smoke I walked around to the front of the store to see one of the most amazing specimens that seemingly defy the laws of nature. Bethany Smith, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 9:00. "What?!?" If she hadn't tucked it under her blouse I wouldn't have noticed, I was so focused on her incredible tits that I barely registered her hand tucking something up under the blouse.

She hadn't walked past me so the van must be hers. I quickly raced across the lot and stood on the drivers side of the van and waited. When she rounded the corner and saw me, "And what do we have under your blouse? OUT WITH IT NOW!!!" Startled she whipped the distinctive bottle of Jack Daniels come from beneath the glorious hiding spot she selected.

"Why should I not either march you into the old man or call the cops?"

 

[Woe_Foe]

I was making my way to my van when I noticed a figure standing besides the driver door. I thought that maybe it was some teenage hooligan, thinking that if he waited, maybe an adult could buy him some alcohol or something. It wasn't until I was several feet away that I noticed that the figure was, in fact, an older man. I could vaguely recall his face. Was he a student or something?

"And what do we have under your blouse? OUT WITH IT NOW!!!"

I was taken aback from his shouting and submissively whipped out the Jack Daniels bottle from the underneath of my top. Was he security or something? Jesus...

"Why should I not either march you into the old man or call the cops?"

"Oh god Beth, think quick..." I thought to myself in a moment of panic and uttered out "B-Because I bought this you lunatic!"

I mean...how would he know?

 

[a_libertine]

I snorted in disgusted disbelief. "First you steal and now you lie. Strike two."

I searched her elbow in my hand and started turning her toward the store. "Now that I think about it that is strike three. Minor in possession of alcohol. When we get in the store I will call the cops."

I jersey her around to face me and hissed, "That gives you 20 steps to offer me a compelling reason not to call them."

As I took the first step I said "19 left."