The next day after a less than comfortable nap in a seedy motel Penny took a bath and checked her schedule. The Crepon house was on a hill in the south of the country. It was situated in a quiet part of town which should make her work easier. Yet she knew it was dangerous to think so. Crepon mansion was bugged with state of art security systems. Since the return of the jewelry, there had been an attempt to steal them and the security systems made short work of the amateur who tried to rob them. Well, Penny thought to herself as she purchased a bus ticket that would take her to the countryside, she only needed to get into the house for now, dealing with the security system would come later.Getting to the countryside took 4 hours and she spent those hours strategizing. Once in the countryside, she took her bag containing her lockpicking kit concealed as an ordinary make-up bag into a busy diner, taking advantage of the rush hour, she entered the changing room and snagged a random unif
She only had to wait a couple of minutes until Keith and his partner drove off in a patrol car without noticing her van. Penny remained in the driver's seat. She couldn't execute her plan when everywhere was still so bright. By 6:30 pm a new patrol car came in. Hmm. There was a two-hour interval for every shift which meant it must have taken 30 minutes to drive from town to the hillside, she noted to herself. This meant she only had thirty minutes after Frank's shift to get into the house, retrieve the jewelry and escape before the next set of security came around. By 9 darkness had fallen over the hillside. As Penny watched from the rearview mirror another patrol car drove toward the mansion. She remained still. For the next two hours, she prepared herself for her mission. From the lockpicking kit, she took out a box of latex gloves and pulled them on, nylon gloves tore too easily, and while latex left a residue she still preferred them better. Taking off her face cap, she pulled h
"No one is here?""Yes, no one."The voices were loud above the whine of the siren in Penny's ears. Her heart was beating heavily. In less than a minute they would open the door and find her. The locks clicked and the door was swung open to reveal the dark foyer. The single policeman and the other guard who were on their shift for the night stood before the door. One sweep of the officer's flashlight brightened the foyer and came to a stop on a blonde woman. Her face was obscured by the smears of facial lotion and a face mask, her blonde hair was done half hazard into a braid that hung over her left shoulder. In her hand was a huge portrait of Mr. And Mrs. Crepon and the other woman. When the blonde woman held up the portrait with a stricken look on her face, both men could see that her full curvy body was barely covered in the sheerest night slip that hinted the rosy hue of her nipples and the tiny panties that covered the junction of her thighs."Who is there?" The woman demanded i
The local police department of Southern Foreda was in chaos. The Crepons were coming back to Foreda and they were in a terrible mood. Earlier that morning the news of the break-in had interrupted their vacation. Patricia Crepon was in a foul mood cursing the central police department to hell and back. She wanted the culprit found and jailed. A few hours ago they arrived at Foreda and drove immediately to the Southern police department. The walls shook from the shrill sounds of Patricia's voice. She wanted to know the progress of the investigation and no amount of soothing words from the Head Detective would calm her. "Did no one see nothing? Hear nothing?" She demanded."There is a witness from the night shift who claims...""And where are they now?!"The Head Officer harbored a deep hatred for Patricia Crepon. He hated her nasal, condescending tone. But there was nothing he could do other than to overlook her overbearing attitude. Turning to a junior officer he ordered that their si
It was almost midnight when Noel arrived and by then she had fallen asleep in a beautiful chaise lounge that sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass wall in the living room. It overlooked the beach and by nightfall, with her hair and nails done, she felt tranquil enough to lay down on it with a glass of champagne while she waited for him to come until she eventually fell asleep. She thought she may have heard Noel arrive but she wasn't sure until she felt the impression of something warm on her forehead. When she opened her eyes to the dark room, she recognized his outline against the backdrop of the city's skyline. She felt him lift her off the chaise and clung to his strong body while he walked to the master's bedroom and laid her gently on it, pulling the covers over her.Hours later when she woke up, that serenity she had earlier felt left her and she sat up with a start.The jewelry!Her legs were quick to touch the ground and she half ran to the closet and threw the doors o
Penny was impatient as she paced the shade of an ice cream kiosk. She did not look out of place in her dress. Ocean's Green was a popular vacation spot for socialites so even as she waited with her sunglasses hiding her eyes, there were others around her dressed as she was. Her only cause of distress was Noel. What would be his reaction if he came back and could not find her in the suite? She had earlier purchased an ice cream and forgot to eat it now the melted liquid dripped to the ground. How much longer?Soon her phone vibrated and looked at it to see a message from Albert.'I forgot to dress for the beach. Where else can we meet?'There was a beach shop where all sorts of beach supplies like floats, flippers, beach shorts, and other wear were sold. She texted him back to meet her there and made her way over to the shop."Can I help you ma'am?" The nice girl behind the desk asked. Penelope smiled. "No, thanks, I'll just look around."It wasn't long before Albert found the place
"There," Noel picked up her empty plate and headed to the kitchen with it. Penelope sat back as she reluctantly enjoyed the aftermath of the Moussaka he prepared with a side of fried vegetables. He was a good cook. She had not known that.But cooking for her was not enough to clear her suspicions of him. She stood up and trailed him into the kitchen. He was at the sink rinsing the plates off. She couldn't believe it. It still felt like a dream. Noel Greer who ran almost all of the steel companies in Port was known to be ruthless in business and owned large shares within and outside Port - the billionaire who everyone respected was in a suite with her in Foreda cooking and rinsing plates off. She didn't know what to think but she would not let her guard down.Noel looked back over his shoulder to look at her with a boyish grin that tugged at her foolish heart."My mother used to make the best Moussaka in our town and she would make a lot so that there was more for seconds. And I would
A limo was waiting for them downstairs. With her arm hooked in his, Penelope didn't know what to think as they descended the stairs together. All she knew was how she felt. There was a feeling of exhilaration. He was a confident, proud man beside her, his hand was turned in such a way that he took her hand in his and intertwined their fingers. She felt like a woman. His woman. And she found that she liked the feeling of being his woman. Where was her skepticism? Her suspicions of his involvement with her father's present situation? They must have flown out into the star-filled night sky. There were stares in the lobby as they made their way to the limo. There was a different team of workers behind the desk in the lobby and they beamed from ear to ear as Penny and Noel walked past. No doubt their appearance together would be the next big hit in the gossip columns. Noel held the door open for her. She felt the loss of his heat as his hand slipped out of hers and when he got in the car