Mixing Business with Pleasure
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We’re professional thieves that have never been caught. I vet the houses, see the comings and goings, and find ones that’ll only have one person in them for a few hours during the day. We’ll bring our big truck that looks like any old moving van, and my brother Jake and I will have on our generic movers outfits, and then we’ll send Benny up to the door. He’ll do a little song and dance about how he’s here to deliver furniture, and the person will be all confused, and Benny will talk his way into the front of the house where no one else can see. Then he hops the person and he lets us inside. We loot the place with no muss, no fuss, and no witnesses. Problem is, when I pick a house that’s got a pretty lady as the occupant, well, Benny can be a real distraction from us making a quick getaway. “Hey there, ‘big boys.’ My, my, don’t you both look handsome. I know you need to move all my expensive things into your big truck, but first, why don’t we all have some fun.” My brother and I want to argue with him. But when he hikes up the gorgeous woman’s skirt and takes her tits out, it’s hard to stay on task. It’s also my fault for mainly picking houses that have attractive broads inside ‘em.